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BLAS.

He will not yet.

I have been watching near his chamber door,
And when I gently knocked, as you desired,
He answered me with an impatient voice,
Saying his head was drowsy, and lack'd rest.

LEONORA.

I'll go myself.

BLAS.

Nay, Madam, do not yet.

I guess that some cross humour has disturbed him;
Sleep will compose it.

LEONORA.

Humour, dost thou say!

He ne'er was cross with me.[Exeunt.