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] With them my surgeon; I'll bring him instantly.

Pray, go back.

Philatel. There! You to the other gate;

The rest follow me.

Sabrina. Hark! a noise, sir!

The tread's too loud to be my Samorat's.

Searchers. Which way? which way?

Sabrina. Some villainy's in hand. Step in here, sir;

Quick, quick.

Philatel. Look everywhere. [He dragging out his sister Protect thy brother's murderer?

Tell me, where thou hast hid him!

Or, by my father's ashes, I will search

In every vein thou hast about thee for him. [Orsabrin (within the closet) bounces thrice at the door: it flies open Orsabrin. Ere such a villainy should be, the gods

Would lend unto a single arm such strength,

It should have power to punish an army such

As thou art.

Philatel. O, are you here, sir?

Orsabrin. Yes, I am here, sir.

Philatel. Kill her!

Orsabrin. O, save thyself, fair excellence,

And leave me to my fate. [The Guard comes behind him, and catches hold of his arms Base!

Philatel. So, bring him! One!—the other is not far.