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THE ROBBERS.
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Francis.

Your sleep? Who gave you leave to sleep? What! Sleep at this hour, when all should be awake?—Awake! Ay, armed and caparisoned.—Quick, quick, to arms, to arms.—Load every musket.—See'st thou not how they force their way through every door, and dart along yon vaulted passages?

Daniel.

Who, my Lord?

Francis.

Who? beast! Dost thou not see them? hear them? Are your senses gone? Demons and ghosts!——How goes the night?

Daniel.

The watch has just cried Two.

Francis.

No more? Will this eternal night last to the day of judgement? Heard you no noise without? No shouting? Cries of victory? Hark! horses at the gallop! Where is Char....... The Count, I mean?

Daniel.

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