Page:Dramas 2.pdf/196

MADALINE.

Light steps like those of a boy?

ROBERT (without side of the door).

No, Ma'am; mighty heavy steps: but they are Humphry's, I believe.

MADALINE.

Ah! then he brings no good tidings. Do you hear no one coming after him? Is he alone?

ROBERT.

No one, Ma'am; he is alone.

MADALINE.

Then he has not found him; where can he possibly have gone to?—Humphry, I hope, has not told his mistress of his having been in his father's closet before he went out, and his suspicions about the fowling-piece.

ROBERT.

He has not; and, indeed, he thinks now that the fowling-piece was carried to the gunsmith's some little time ago.

MADALINE.

Humphry must be at hand now. Call to him.

ROBERT (thrusting his head again out at the door).

Holla! holla, there!—It is him, Madam; he answers me.