This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1827 Excerpt: ... meat, burn, Boil o'er, ye pots--ye spits, forget to turn, Cindrclia's death--" Allan. Here comes the earl. Enter Earl Percy, R. Mot. In truth, my lord, you venture too near the castle; should you fall into Osmond's power a second time, your next jump may be into a better world. Per. Oh, there's no danger, Gilbert; my ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1827 Excerpt: ... meat, burn, Boil o'er, ye pots--ye spits, forget to turn, Cindrclia's death--" Allan. Here comes the earl. Enter Earl Percy, R. Mot. In truth, my lord, you venture too near the castle; should you fall into Osmond's power a second time, your next jump may be into a better world. Per. Oh, there's no danger, Gilbert; my followers are not far off, and will join me at a moment's warning. Then fear not for me. Mot. With all my heart; but permit me to fear for myself: we are now within bow-shotof the castle: the archers may think proper to amuse us with a proof of their skill, and were I to feel an arrow quivering in my gizzard, probably I should be much more surprised than pleased. Good my lord, let us back to the fisherman's hut. Per. Your advice may be wise, Gilbert; but I cannot follow it: see you nothing near yonder tower? Mot. Yes, certainly. Two persons advance towards us: yet they cannot be our friends, for I see neither the lady's petticoat nor the monk's paunch! Per. Still they approach, though slowly: one leans on his companion, and seems to move with pain. Let us retire and observe them. Mot. Away, sir: I'm at your heels. Tfiey retire, R. s. E. Enter Saib conducting Kenric, L. Suib. Nay, yet hold up a while! Now, we are near the fisher's cottage. Ken. Good Saib, I needs must stop! Enfeebled by 'Osmond's tortures, my limbs refuse to bear me further!--here lay me down: then fly to Percy, guide him to the dungeon, and, ere 'tis too late, bid him save the'father of Angela I Per. To Motley. Hark! did you hear? Saib. Yet, to leave you thus alone!--Ken. Oil, heed not me! Think that on these few moments depend our safety--Angela's freedom--Reginald's life! You have the master-key! Fly, then; oh, fly to Percy! Percy and Motley come forward, R. to Kenric a...
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