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Enter, L., CATHERINE, SIR CONRAD, SIR Otro, and
SIR RUPERT. Cath. (R.) Spy you my hawk 'twas here he struck
Sir O. (R. c.] Or I mistake,
Sir Con. (L. c.] I marked not if
Cath. Were I a man,
hawk, Or lurks he hereabouts ?
Sir Rup. (L.] I saw him not At all.
Cath. Not see my hawk at all ? You'll do For a falconer! So! Had I that boy, My hair-brained cousin, whom you say you know, And fair Sir Rupert hath such fancy for, [Crosses to R. He would find My hawk, ere you began to look for it.How loth these friends are to part company! (Aside.] Now I will scatter them. Who finds
hawk Deserves to kiss my hand, and he shall do it.
[Sir Otto and Sir Conrad quickly run off, L. and R. What! like you not my wages, sir, you stand, Nor make a proffer of your service ?
Sir Rup. To kiss your hand would be most rich reward,
Cath. Love's gift!--what's that?
you afford to feast, you shall be feasted ;
You shall not dine at home one day out of three-
Sir Rup. You are a young ascetic.
Cath. Sir, I am
Sir Rup. Indeed!
Cath. Indeed, and very deed; for I have known
Sir Rup. Nay, you speak in irony.
Cath. I speak in truth, speaking in irony; For irony is but a laughing truth, Told of a worthless thing. Will you have more ? You shall, then. Have you never heard it said, Or never dreamed you such a thing as thisThat fortune's children never yet lacked wit, Virtue, grace, beauty, though it taxed the owners To find them out ? What! not a word to say ? Let's change the theme, then: The argument shall be, that you're in love : The which I shall affirm, while you deny. I say, you are in love. Come, prove me wrong!
Sir Rup. I never argue, only for the sake
Cath. Come, come,
Sir R. Madam, although I may not use my tongue
my hawk, and run a chance
Sir Rup. You wrong me there.
Cath. Why, see what pains you take with your person How you
Cath. [Looks out.] Farewell !
quarry, new alit ?
Sir Rup. If I could speak
Cath. My hawk were off again ere you bad done, So I would lose his service—thou my
thanks. Sir Rup. I will secure him straight. (Erit, R.
Cath. I gave him pain,
Re-enter Sir RUPERT, R. Sir Rup. I have missed the hawk-he has taken wing
again. Cath. 'Twas not your fault-you did the best you
could. I am not angry—there's
hand for you. Marked
which course he took ? Then, come along, We'll hunt for him together.
Sir Rup. Stop-it lowers ! There's shelter here. [They approach the Ruins. Enter the Countess and HUON, L. S. E.—Prince Frederick
and Ulrick come forward a little, R., but so as not to be noticed. Coun. [To Sir R.] Will there not be a storm ? Huon. I am sure there will. Coun. I asked not you to speak! When you
should speak, It shall be shown-it shall be plain. Be sure It is so, ere you give your counsel, sir. (Huon retires R. to
a group of trees, and leans against one of them. Do you not think there's threatening of a storm ? Sir Rup. Yes, lady. When the Heavens look troubled
Fred. The only man
coach, At the hill foot I see attending on you? Coun. (Haughtily.] The rain is on, sir: I am better here.
Sir Otto and SIR CONRAD re-enter in haste.
Sir Con. Yes: I saw a forkéd flash,
Ulrick. Do you note ?-She does not move !
Fred. 'Tis dark as night!
Ulrick. What ?-oh, the storm!—My lord,
Cath. [To Sir Rup.] Pray you, speak
Sir Rup. Madam
you accost her. Sir Rup. She is fond of you. Cath. Yes: but you marked her scorn of Huon, now ?
Sir Rup. Madam! madam! pray you,
Fred. Your pardon, lady; but you must not brave
(Huon staggers from the tree-The Countess rushes to
him, catching him in her arms. Coun. No! no! O Heaven, he's dead! Why would
he stand Beneath the trees !- What, Huon! speak to me! Show me thou hear'st me!-let me see some signs