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THE ROBBERS.

same game, and he's hang'd, as our chief had prophesied for him.

(A shot is heard.

Grimm.

(Starting.) Hark! a pistol-shot!—Another!—Halloa, the Captain!

Kozinski.

Patience, we must hear a third shot.

(A third shot is heard.

Grimm.

'Tis he, 'tis he!—Switzer, conceal yourself for a moment—let me speak to him.

(They sound their horns.

Enter Moor.

Switzer.

(Running to meet him.) Welcome, Captain! I have been a little choleric in your absence. (Shews him the dead body.) Be you judge between me and this man—he wanted to murder you—to stab you in the back.

Moor.

Avenging Power! thy hand is here! Was it

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