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THE ROBBERS.
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perious force;—henceforth be that the only servant of my wishes,—and all shall yield before me.

(Enter Amelia.—She comes slowly forward from the back part of the stage.)

Francis.

She comes! Aha! the medicine works;—I know it by her step.—I love her not;—but I cannot bear that another should be happy in those charms.—In my arms, shall they be choked and withered in the bud;—nor ever man shall reap their bloom.—Ha, what are you doing there? (Amelia without observing him, tears a nosegay in pieces, and treads it under foot.)

(Francis, Approaching with a malicious air.) What have these poor violets done to offend you?

Amelia

(Starting, and measuring him with a long look.) Is it you!—you here! whom of all mankind I most desired to see.

Francis.

Me? Is it possible!—me of all mankind!

Amelia.

You, Sir, even you.—I have hungered—I have

thirsted

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