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Can no power undo that hateful noose? It wavers before my eyes so distractingly!

Thou art, indeed, distracted and visionary. There is nobody here but ourselves.

The master of us all is waiting yonder; and he will not sink to his nether court again till the fair lady is with him.

O! I understand thy moody fancy now. The master thou meanest is waiting for Violet Murrey.

Yes, dearest, if he can get her. If not, he will have some one else, who is worthy to bear him company. He must have his meed and his mate: he will not return empty-handed, when a fair lady is to be had.

Heaven forfend! (The bell now sounds quicker.) That bell sounds differently: they are now leading them forth.

Come, come here, darling: here is a sight to