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GUZMAN.

Thou art beside thy wits; thou canst not hear me.

The words they spoke, prove against her nor no one
An act of guilt, but only the intent.

ROMIERO.

Intent! O monstrous! foul deliberation!

If life blood warm his heart another day,
I am bereft, debased, and brutified.
Unmeet to wear the outward form of manhood.

GUZMAN.

Wilt thou not hear my story?

ROMIERO.

I have heard it,

Knowing the cursed purport; ne'ertheless.
Tell it all, as minutely as thou wilt,
I'll listen to the end.

GUZMAN.

I drew close to the door, and heard these words

Distinctly spoken in Don Maurice's voice:—
"Thou knowest I fear Romiero's apt suspicion;
"Delay were dang'rous; therefore, by the dawn,
"Meet me beneath the grove of pines, prepared
"To quit the castle. We will fly together:"—
Or words to this effect, which indistinctly
Fell into softer whispers, till, alarm'd,
As I suppose, they left the gallery.
'T was my intent to give thee early notice;