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HENRIQUEZ: A TRAGEDY.

The dreadful doom! O Heaven have pity on him!

Enter Inez.


INEZ.

What is the matter, Madam? Whither go you?


MENCIA.

I cannot tell.


INEZ.

Go in, I do beseech you,

And stay in your apartment. I, mean time,
Will be upon the watch, and bring you word
When they return. Think you that there has been,
For I have listened too, a cavalier
Secreted in the wood?

MENCIA.

No; heed me not;

I know not what I say.

INEZ.

Yet stay not here, lest you should raise suspicion;

Return to your apartment; be entreated.
[Exeunt Inez, leading off Mencia.