Virginius; A Tragedy in Five Acts

Virginius; A Tragedy in Five Acts

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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. 1848 edition. Excerpt: ...make a stir that might be fatal to us. You must promise me. Hys. As far as I can keep my temper, I do. Now, then; for there's no time to lose. At this moment Rachel, who has secured the key, glides into the room, R. in P. She is seen by Hyssop, who staggers back. Ha! trapped! Jack. Clapping his hand to his pistols. What do you mean? Hys. A woman entered that room! Jack. You dream! Rushes to the door, and looks through the key-hole. Hys. Listening. There! I hear her footstep. Jack. Why, no! yes;--it is the farmer's wife! Hys. And there! Rack, is heard to turn the hey in the lock, R. D. p. She locks the door.--We're rarely gulled. Now there's but one plan. We'll force the way. Jack. Stopping him, and pointing off with astonishment? Her husband! They retire up, R. S. E. Enter Martin, R. Mar. All the doors open, yet not a soul about! Sees them. Is the steward 1--Surely, Recognizing Jack, 'tis he who was put into the farm. Aside. Jack. To Hys. Peace! I have it.--You wanted the steward? Mar. Yes. Did he not put you into my house? Jack. Ay; but I've finished my errand there: 'twas not the pbjasantest. Mar. I come to beg for time. Had I any one to intercede for me Jack. You may be quite easy. You have a friend, depend on't. Mar. I know not where. Jack. Pointing to room. There! In that room is a young London spark, the Squire's acquaintance--the door locked, and with him, --yes, you'll keep the farm: --'twas 1 who sent me to your house. Mar. He! for what 1 Jack. You've a pretty wife, he has plenty of money--I Delivered my message, and there your wife is. Mar. My wife! villain! Seizes him. Unsay the slander--on your knees unsay it--or, were you the father of all lies, I would not quit you. Jack. Leave your hold! I say your wife. Mar. My Rachel! f more

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  • Paperback | 152 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 8mm | 286g
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236497392
  • 9781236497390