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She was th' embodied form of innocence;
The simple sweetness of a cottage child,
Join'd to a lady's grace.

GUZMAN.

Her's seem'd, indeed, the loveliness of virtue.

ROMIERO.

Even so; but that is changed. She cannot now

So look, so smile, so step; for if she could,
I should defy all proof of circumstance
To move me to suspicion.

GUZMAN.

Nay, good Romiero, know thy nature better.

A circumstance as trivial as the glance
Or meaning smile of some young varlet page
Would tempt thee to suspect a saint of heaven.
But cease debate; your scout returns in haste.

Enter Domestic.

DOMESTIC

My Lord, they're in the wood: I've seen them.

ROMIERO.

Whom?

DOMESTIC

The Nurse, my Lord, went first, and close behind her

Donna Zorada stole like one afraid.