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upon me that I cannot account for. 'T is like a presentiment: I have become superstitious.—What if I should see him no more?

ARDEN.

Do not give way to it, my dear love! Misery makes us all superstitious.

Enter Gaoler.

Does any body wish to see me?

GAOLER.

Your Counsel, Sir, are returned; and as you are permitted to use the next apartment, where there is better accommodation than here, I have shown them into it, and they wait for you.

ARDEN.

I will come to them immediately.

[Exit Gaoler.)
Leave me then, my dear Letitia, and keep up your heart, if you can. I shall see you again in the evening.—God bless and support you, under the sad trials which my sins and follies have brought upon you!
[Exeunt.