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well: thou shalt be no loser for the money thou hast refused on my account. What is the hour?

The abbey church struck eight, as I reckon, half an hour ago.

Longer than that—much longer. The time should be close at hand for leading out the criminals. (Going to the window.) What a concourse of people are assembled! and such a deep silence through the whole!

Ay; in the day of doom they will scarcely stand closer and quieter.

Hold thy tongue: we know nothing of such matters.

But what the holy book reveals to us.

Leave me, I pray thee. I would be alone. [Landlord retires.] Half an hour! no half hour was ever of such a length.—Landlord! ho! Landlord!

What is your pleasure, Madam?