Ben. What! has no one faith enough in the protection of St. Maurice, even purchased, as it is about to be, by the shedding of human blood, to venture upon this dangerous duty? I will go then, Father, though I am sometimes of a doubting spirit.
Prior. Go, and St. Maurice protect thee!
[Exit Ben.
Let him go; it is well that we get rid of him for the night, should they happily detain him so long at the castle.— He is a troublesome, close-searching, self-willed fellow. He hath no zeal for the order. Were a miser to bequeath his possessions to our monastery, he would assist the disappointed heir himself to find out a flaw in the deed.—But retire to your cells, my sons, and employ yourselves in prayer and devotion, till the great bell warn you to attend the execution.
[Exeunt.
SCENE III.
An Apartment in the Castle. Enter Leonora and Agnes, speaking as they enter.
Ag. But she is asleep now; and is so much and so suddenly better, that the confessor, when he comes, will be dissatisfied, I fear, that we have called him from his cell at such an unreasonable hour.
Leo. Let him come, nevertheless; don't send to prevent him.
