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Of honour and of friendship!—No alternative! Betray his confidence to save my life! Do what is base to save me from disgrace! Surely, some fiend of darkness must be dealing With my necessity, when thoughts like these Contaminate my mind. He came to me in misery; in secret His soul pour'd out its bitterness before me. Away, away! ye base and mean suggestions! God will deliver me.—Or should his will Appoint my life to be the sacrifice, The mem'ry of the just shall be at length Who's there? let no one enter but my sister Or the good priest; have I not told thee so?

And may not your faithful counsellor also be admitted?

Ay, true; I forgot thee, good Ardusoffe.—Well, what hast thou done for me? Hast thou discovered any thing that may tend to my exculpation?—Alas! thou shakest thy head: thou hast not been successful.

Not, I fear, in any material degree. Your