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I command silence!—Mr. Sheriff, your duty calls upon you.

Madam. (Turns away.)

You speak, and turn from me: I understand you.

I am compelled to say, though most unwillingly, our time is run.

And I am ready.—(Turning to .) The last fearful step of my unhappy course only remains: you have gone far enough, my good Sir. Receive my dying thanks for all your kindness, and let us part. Farewell! till we meet in a better world!

Nay, nay; I will be with thee till all is over, cost what it may,—though it should kill me.

Most generous man! thou art as a parent to me, and, woe the day! thy heart will be wrung as though thou wert so in truth.

Why so dilatory? Proceed to the place of execution.