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Mich. The guests are come-the servants all returned.
Mos. Alicia, be thyself; and mask thy heart [Mosby lifts up Alicia. From every prying eye with courteous smiles. Alic. Thou canst not think me mean enough to live?
Mos. You would not chuse an ignominious death?
Alic. That's all I dread-Might but the silent grave,
When it receives me to its dark abode,
And Arden's death revenged! 'Tis my sole prayer.
Green. I will, but cannot answer for my own. O Arden! Arden! could we change conditions! [Exit Green.
B. Will. Why, what a crew of cowards! In the same moment murdering and repenting. Mos. Give me the ring, that is on Arden's finger.
Shake. There. Will you have his purse too? Mos. No, keep that.
B. Will. Thanks for our own: we should have kept the ring,
Were it not too remarkable.
But how must we dispose of the body?
Mos. Convey it through the garden, to the
Contracts new horrors, and a deeper black,
Arden is dead; now count thy gains at leisure.
Mich. Dead Arden lies
Behind the abbey-'tis a dismal sight!
Mos. That's much
Should you be questioned as to Arden's death, You'll not confess?
Mich. No, so Maria's mine.
Mos. She's thine, if all a brother can-
I bought her dear, at hazard of my soul,
Mos. For your own sakes-Arden will soon be And force shall make her mine.mist.
Why, how now, coward!
Mar. The guests refuse to take their scats without you.
Alicia's grief too borders on distraction.
Mos. Increase it rather.
Mar. Michael, your absence too has been observed.
Mos. Say we are coming. [Exit Maria. Mich. One thing I'd forgot. [Returning. Soon as the company have left the house, The ruffians will return.
Mos. What would the villains?
Enter MAYOR, &c.
GREEN, BRADSHAW, ADAM FOWL, ALICIA,
Brad. Madam, be comforted.
A. Fowl. Some accident, or business unforeseen, detains him thus.
Brad. I doubt not of his safety.
Alic. I thank you, gentlemen; I know you loved My Arden well, and kindly speak your wishes. Enter MOSBY.
Mos. I am ashamed I've made you wait: be
Green. Madam, first take your place.
To me henceforth all places are alike.
Mos. Come, since we want the master of the house,
I'll take his seat for once.
Alic. Dares he do this?
Mos. I'm much afflicted, that he stays so late; The times are perilous.
Green. And he has enemies.
Though no man, sure, did e'er deserve them less.
Mos. Would I were with him now!
Alic. I'm lost in admiration of your brother.
Mos. Michael, some wine. Health and long
life to Arden,
Mayor. Go you with these, and do as I directed. [Exeunt officers and others. I'm sorry that the duty of my office Demands a visit so unseasonable.
Mos. Your worship doubtless were a welcome guest
At any hour; but wherefore thus attended?
To apprehend two most notorious ruffians;
Green. I'm glad it is no worse.
Mos. And can you think, that Arden enter
Villains like those, you speak of? Were he here,
Mayor. I know my duty, sir, and that respect,
Alic. Heavens! where indeed!
Each precious drop of murdered Arden's blood
Mayor. What says the lady?
Her husband has not been at home to-night,
Mayor. Scarce an hour,
Since I beheld him enter here with you!
Mos. The darkness of the night deceived you, sir;
Frank. [without] Within there-ho-bar up
And set a watch. Let not a man go by-
FRANKLIN, and others, enter with lights. [Rising. | And every tongue, that gave not its consent
Alic. The good you wish, and have procured To Arden's death, join mine, and cry aloud
Light on thyself!
Mar. For Heaven's sake!
[Rising. To Heaven and earth for justice. Honest Arden, My friend, is murdered!
Mos. By whom?
Frank. How shall I utter what my eyes have
Horrid, with many a gaping wound, he lies
Mayor. Justly art thou moved.
Frank. Eternal Providence, to whose bright eye
Huge clots of blood, and some of Arden's hair,
Mos. Are these your proofs?
Green. These are but circumstances,
And only prove thy malice.
Frank. And this scarf,
Known to be Arden's, in the court was found,
Mayor. Search them.
Mich. I thought I'd thrown it down the well. [Aside. Mayor. [To an Officer] Enter that room, and search the lady there;
We may, perhaps, discover more.
[Officer goes out, and re-enters; in the
1. Offi. On Arden's wife I found this letter.
Well may'st thou hang thy head, detested villain!
I saw it on his hand.
Mos. I freely yield me to my fate.
Enter another Officer.
B. Will. Since we are sure to die, though I could wish it were in better company (for I hate that fawning rascal, Mosby), I will tell the truth for once. He has been long engaged in an affair with Arden's wife there; but fearing a discovery, and hoping to get into his estate, hired us to hide him. That's all.
Mayor. And you the horrid deed performed? Shake. We did, with his assistance, and Green's and Michael's.
Mayor. This letter proves Alicia, from the first,
Was made acquainted with your black design. B. Will. I know nothing of that; but if she was, she repented of it afterwards. So, I think, you call a change of mind.
Mayor. That may avail her at the bar of hea
May suffer in bad fellowship.-And Bradshaw,
Brad. Madam, I appeal
To you; as you are shortly to appear
Alic. You brought the letter,
But well I hope, you knew not the contents. Mayor. Hence with them all, till time and farther light
Shall clear these mysteries.
A. Fowl. If I'm condemned,
My blood be on his head, that gives the sentence.
Offi. We've seized two men behind some stalks I'm not accused, and only ask for justice.
Mayor. Well, bring them in.
BLACK WILL and SHAKEBAG brought in.
Frank. You shall have justice all, and rigorous
So shall the growth of such enormous crimes,
SCENE I.-The inside of the copper-mines of | Ne'er hold their den, but where some glimmer
Enter ANDERSON, ARNOLDUS, and Servants,
And. You tell me wonders!
[Points behind the Scenes.
May bring the cheer of morn. What, then, is he?
And whispers somewhat more than man about
Arn. Draw but the veil of his apparent wretch-
And you shall find, his form is but assumed,
And. What horrors hang around! the savage Bind him, with sacred friendship, to my soul,
And make him half myself,
Were there a prince, throughout the sceptered globe,
Who searched out merit, for its due preferment,
Arn. So Cristiern holds.
He claims our country as by right of conquest,
Arn. This rising day, this instant hour,
And. Now, Gustavus!
Thou prop and glory of inglorious Sweden, Where art thou, mightiest man?-Were he but here!
I'll tell thee, my Arnoldus, I beheld him, Then when he first drew sword, serene and dreadful,
As the browed evening ere the thunder break; For soon he made it toilsome to our eyes
To mark his speed, and trace the paths of conquest.
In vain we followed, where he swept the field; 'Twas death alone could wait upon Gustavus. Arn. He was, indeed, whate'er our wish could form him.
And. Arrayed and beauteous in the blood of
The invaders of his country, thrice he chaced
Arn. Nor ever had the tyrant known return,
And led him, chained, to Denmark.
And. Then we fell.
If still he lives, we yet may learn to rise,
Unknown, unfriended, compassed round with wretchedness,
Conceals some mighty purpose in his breast,
And. When came he hither?
Arn. Six moons have changed upon the face of night,
Since here he first arrived, in servile weeds,
Amid these mines, he earns the hireling's portion;
His hands out-toil the hind; while, on his brow,
And. Has no unwary moment e'er betrayed
Arn. I saw, as some bold peasants late deplored
Their country's bondage, sudden passion seized And bore him from his seeming; strait his form Was turn'd to terror, ruin filled his eye,
And his proud step appeared to awe the world: When checked, as though an impotence of