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Enter Daniel, with a countenance of terror.
Daniel.
My Lord, there is a troop of horsemen riding up to the Castle at the full gallop, and crying, Murder, murder! The village is all in alarm.
Francis.
Go ring the bells, and summon all to church—to prayers I say.—I will have prayers said for me:—I'll set the prisoners free—make restitution to the poor five and six fold.—Go call my confessor, to give me absolution of my sins.—What! not yet gone? (The tumult increases.)
Daniel.
God forgive me all my sins! Are you serious, Sir? And do you really wish I should obey these orders?—You, who have always made a jest of prayers, and who so oft
Francis.
No more! To die,—to die is dreadful.—It will be too late. (Switzer's cry is heard.) To prayers, to prayers!
Daniel.