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Shame light on such hard-hearted cruelty!

If there had been but six of us with arms in our hands he durst not have put this affront upon us.

But who looks to the lady? She is amongst strangers it seems, and has only this poor old man to take care of her.

We will take care of her then; we will take care of her: ay, and she shall be waited upon like an empress.

Ay, so she shall, let the cost be what it will. I am only a poor cobler, God knows, yet I will pawn the last awl in my stall but she shall be waited upon like an empress. See! see! she begins to revive again.

Is it all vanish'd? 'twas a dreadful vision! (Looking on the crowd around her.) O, no! the crowd is here still—it is real; And he is led away—horrible! horrible!