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RAYNER:

COUNT ZATERLOO.

There's blood upon my head: I am accursed.

COUNTESS ZATERLOO.

Good heaven forfend! thou wand'rest in thy speech.

Thy life I know is forfeit to the law
By some unlawful act, but oh no blood!

COUNT ZATERLOO.

O for a short respite! but 'twill not be:

I feel my time is near.

COUNTESS ZATERLOO.

Thou wand'rest much: there's something on thy mind,

Dark'ning thy fancy.

COUNT ZATERLOO.

'Twas I that did it—I that murder'd him:

He who must suffer for it did it not.

COUNTESS ZATERLOO.

What words are these? my blood runs cold to hear them.

COUNT ZATERLOO (alarm'd).

Be still, be still! there's some one at the door

All round me is exposed and insecure.