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Pau. He dares not wrong you with the least surmise,
The slightest imputation on your fame !
Cle. Ah, Paulet
Pau. Wound not your peace with vain ungrounded
My friend is noble, knows your virtues well;
Cle. Ah! no ;
Pau. And shall the man I love return, and find A villain unchastis'd, who in my sight
Presumptuous dar'd to wound his honour !
Re-enter GLAN ville with RAGoz IN.
Glan. Mark me, young Sir, 'Tis with authority that I forbid Your entrance in this house. Sifroy, convinc'd Of all your secret crimes with that vile wanton, Spurns from his door the falsehood he disdains. Cle. Let me not hear it ! I am I a wanton : Does my dear lord think his Cleone vile Glan. He knows it well. Pau. Villain, 'tis false ! He scorns So mean a thought. Glan. To silence every doubt, See his own hand. Pau. [Shewing the letter to Ragozin.] Say, whence is this who brought it Rag. I brought it from my master. Glan. Look upon it. - [Cleone and Paulet look over it. Cle. Am I then banish’d from my husband’s house * Branded with infamy!—was once his wife Unkind Sifroy I am I not still thy wife Indeed thy faithful wife and when thou know'st, As know thou wilt, how falsely I’m accus’d, This cruel sentence sure will pierce thy heart. Pau. Amazement strikes me dumb l—This impious scroll Is forg'd. Sifroy, tho' rash, is noble, just,
And good. Too good, too noble to permit
Were they not proof but now against thy arts
Glan. Mistaken man To gain one personal proof Of her incontinence, that feign'd attempt Was made; all other proof I had before. And why I fail'd thou know'st; Who in her private chamber close conceal’d, Mad'st it imprudent she should then comply. Cle. Detested slanderer! I despise thy baseness; Disdain reply; and trust in Heaven's high hand
To dash thy bold designs. [Exit Cleone,
Pau. [Whispering.] Observe me, Sir–
Glan. Be well assur’d I will not fail. [Exit Paulet. Yet stay—let Prudence guide me—
Courage, what is't —'tis folly's boisterous rashness, And draws its owner into hourly dangers.
I hold it safer he were met to-night. [Aside. '
Thou see'st, my Ragozin, we are embark’d
In blood, and must wade thro’: no safety now
ACT II. SCENE I.
A Room in SIF Roy’s House. GLAN VILLE and ISABELLA.
Glanville. Sure the dark hand of deathere this hath clos'd The prying eyes of Paulet, and secur'd Our bold attempt from danger. But hast thou, Free from suspicion, to Cleone's hand Convey'd the letter, forg’d against myself, Pressing her instant flight, and branding me With black designs against her life Isab. I have ; Pretending 'twas receiv'd from hands unknown. But lurks no danger here ! Will not this letter, Discover'd after death, thy guilt betray : Glan. There am I guarded too. The deed once done, A deep enormous cavern in the wood Receives her body, and for ever hides. But she perus'd, thou say'st, the letter—Well—