The Mirror of Taste, and Dramatic Censor, Vol. I, No. 5, May 1810

Chapter 10

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_Enter_ Melchior _with a lamp, as from an inner cavern_.

_Mel._ Hush!--No, he comes not; sure 'tis near the time. A light:--Who's there?--Henriquez.

_Enter_ Henriquez, _lighted by_ Lucio.

_Hen._ Ay, the same.

_Mel._ Now, Lucio, where's thy lord?

_Lucio._ He charged me tell you, He would not fail at one.

_Mel._ The rest wait yonder. Gomez, Sebastian, Marcos, none are wanting: Our chief alone is absent.

_Hen._ He'll not tarry. Lead to the inner vault, I'll wait him there.

[_Exeunt._

_Enter_ Amelrosa.

_Amel._ Those gleams of light: I must be near the place. --Voices!--I'll on--Oh! heaven! I can no further. --I faint!--I die! [_Catching at a fragment of the cave, against which she leans as stupified.--A pause.--The bell strikes one._] Hark! the bell gives the signal. Oh! for a moment's strength.--Hold, murderers hold! [_Rushes off._