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THE ROBBERS.

Francis.

My God! I have been no common murderer—no miserable petty crimes committed!—

Daniel.

God have compassion on us! Even his prayers are sins!

(They fling stones and firebrands—the windows are broken in—the castle is set on fire.)

Francis.

I cannot pray.—Here, here, (beating on his breast,) all is choked up!—No, I will pray no more.——

Daniel.

Christ and his mother save us!—The whole castle is on fire!

Francis.

Here! take this sword! stab me behind!—thrust it into my bowels—that these villains may not come to make their sport of me. (The fire increases.)

Daniel.

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