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the whole black brood of Granada ! and I would taat every jontleman of England discharged his trust with as much honesty and feeling as my friend here of the copper complexion. You will consent then, honest fellow, to my taking a solitary trot here, without remuneration.
Sadi. I dare not. My master is severe-his servants pregnant with jealousy and suspicion. Each is ever a spy upon his fellow.
Were I found negligent, upon so slight a ground, too, I could not answer it; 'twere danger of my place, my life, my-[Kilmallock shows the ring.)-ehumph-oh-hum!-stand back, you knaves, or--Zorayda !
Whispering. Kilm. Count Virolet-on to the castle. Whispering.
Sadi. Fellows, this fool's refractory-I'll along with him to our master at the castle,-follow but to the next turning—then leave me, rogues-- I'll manage him from thence, I warrant. Why, how now, sirrah! Face to the moat, you rogue! oh, what, you come about, friend, de you-on, slaves, on !
[Exeunt, Sadi driving Kilmallock across the draw
bridge to the Castle.
STENE II.-An Apartment in the Castle of Bulcazin Mu
ley. Enter BulcazỊN Muley and GANEM, L. Bulca. So great the Spaniard's army, say you? why, By Allah! Ganem, 'tis not credible ! It is a Christian fiction : I've no faith in't:I have no faith in anything that's Christian :It cannot be. Ganem. It is most certain, sir :
is new returned who took their number. Last night, with 'vantage of the cooling breeze, That stilly fanned the parched and sun-cracked earth, King Ferdinand, before his new-built town, That braves our walls, in person did review Full fifty thousand Spanish men in arms,Lusty and fresh :-their polished coats of mail Gleamed, in faint pride, beneath the silver moon; Which hung, in maiden sorrow, o'er their heads, As looking pale at man, intent on slaughter.
Bulcı. Now may the pestilent dew of vaporous night Pierce to their marrow !-sap their hated bones! The flagging air blow hot and moist upon
Ganem. Even now.-
Bulca. Say, I attend his bidding. Stay; come back
Bulca. Oh, true, good Ganem !
Erit Ganem, s
Enter ZORAYDA, R. Zoray. I am here, father; would you aught with me?
Bulca. Come hither, wench-I must to the Alhambra : Should Giafar arrive ere my return, There is a writing sealed up in my cabinet, (This is the key,) you must deliver to him.
- Why dost not take it, dreamer? My Zorayda!
Zoray. 'Tis that your sternness terrifies me, father,
Bulca. My dear, dear daughter!
Zoray. No, trust me, father ;
Bulca. How now !
I bear a loathsome Christian. Mark me, girl!
Enter AGNES, L. Agnes. Haste you, madam-Count Virolet is uneasy at your stay. He is stalking to and fro your chamber, to give his patience exercise.
Zoray. Softly, beseech you. Why, he knew my father, Who is but now gone forth to the Alhambra, Sent for me on the sudden. Tell me, Agnes, Are Christian lovers ever thus impetuous ? Trust me, I fear them rash and sudden, Agnes. Will they not tarry ?
Agnes. Truly, madam, I'm little skilled in 'em. I! my father kept me close at home, in Andalusia, till I should go as a lay-sister to the Ursulines; and, on that day, as we journeyed thither, the Moors, as you know, madam, pursued my poor father, and made ine a slave. None have discoursed to me tenderly but Sadi. I have seen little of Christian love :--but I have often heard say 'uis not of the waiting sort.-Will it please you go, madam ?
Zoray. Ay, wench; and further, too, than it may please
Girl, here has been my father, loud in anger :
Wert thou me,
Agnes. I have but a shallow wit to advise, madam ; but I would, for my own part, do like other Spanish girls when they have opportunity.
Zoray. And what do they, when fathers are unkind ? Agnes. They run away, madam.
Zoray. Beshrew me, now, my heart does sink with in
Yet I can ne'er forget my mother's counsel,
till I am Christian.
Agnes. Follow you! Oh, the Virgin! it shows little love to follow you into liberty. Would I had the means to show more!
Zoray. Wherefore, good Agnes ?
Agnes. Because you have been kind to me: brought here a slave; torn from my poor old father. My heart had broke with sorrow, but for you, lady. You took me to you, and dried the tears that ran trickling down my face, with words of comfort and compassion. My fortunes have been always humble, lady; but I can be grateful and trusty ; and I should be a-weary my life, if I forgot to love those whose charity and goodness had preserved it. I would follow you through the world, lady.
Zora. Sweet heart, I thank thee ! listen to me, Agnes; My father will return anon : meanwhile, (A chance which never may befal again,) I have his cabinet in charge-he keeps The key in't of the little western gate, Through which in private he is wont to pass Forth from the city. Virolet has moved me With reasons strong, and honey-sweet persuasion. “If zeal and earnest inovements of the soul, " Which bid me shun the path of unbelievers,
May plead a maid's excuse for leaping thus "Beyond the pale of seeming, surely, Agnes, "I may be bold to venture.'
father! We must away to-night.
Agnes. To-night, lady ?
Agnes. True, madam; yet he is but one- and in ine night I am apt ti feel disheartened. I could wish, now