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What a desperate haste she must be in! (Going to the table, and seeing the Amanuensis at a loss.) Write on, my friend: what's the matter?

There's something wrong here.

That's impossible.

There must be a page wanting.

Truly, so there is. I must have dropt it in the library. [Exit into the library.

Silly fellow, to mention such a discovery! It would have made as good sense without the page as with it.

Bring light here: I can see nothing. [Exit Amanuensis, carrying a light, and following.