Ag. There is the dress of a Monk of your Order in the old wardrobe of the castle, if some person were disguised in it.
Leo. Thanks to thee! thanks to thee, my happy Agnes! I will be that person.—I will put on the disguise.Good Father! your face gives consent to this.
Ben. If there be time; but I left them preparing for the execution.
Leo. There is, there is!—Come with me to the wardrobe, and we'll set out for the monastery forthwith.—Come, come! a few moments will carry us there.
[Exit hastily, followed by Ag. and Ben.
SCENE IV.
A Wood near the Castle; the Stage quite dark: Enter Two Servants with Torches.
1st Ser. This must surely be the entry to the path, where my Lady ordered us to wait for those same Monks.
2d Ser. Yes; I know it well, for yonder is the postern. It is the nearest path to the monastery, but narrow and difficult. The night is cold: I hope they will not keep us long waiting.
1st Ser. I heard the sound of travellers coming up the eastern avenue, and they may linger belike; for Monks are marvellously fond of great people and of strangers; at least the good Fathers of our monastery are.
