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WITCHCRAFT: A TRAGEDY.

as myself of the affections of Dungarren, or any man, but by unholy arts?

Enter Phemy in alarm.

PHEMY.

Madam, Madam! there are people in the passage.

ANNABELLA.

And what care I for that?

PHEMY.

You were speaking so loud, I thought there was somebody with you. (Looking fearfully round.)

ANNABELLA.

Whom dost thou look for? Could any one be here without passing through the outer room?

PHEMY.

I crave your pardon. Madam, they can enter by holes, as I have heard say, that would keep out a moth or a beetle.

ANNABELLA.

Go, foolish creature! Thy brain is wild with the tales thou hast heard in this house.—Did I speak so loud?

PHEMY.

Ay, truly, Madam, and with such violent