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MAURICE.

Prince of Castile, go doff thy hat and plume;

I am a prouder, happier man than thou!

JEROME.

Hush, hush! begone,—I hear a noise without.

MAURICE.

Where?

JEROME.

To the right. We'll take the other path;

Though I must needs return by this again.
[Exeunt.

Enter Zorada and Nurse, by the opposite side.

ZORADA.

Stand thou aside, good Nurse; I'll on some paces,

And softly call; if he be near at hand,

He'll know my voice. (Coming forward to a thicket near the front of the Stage.)

Ho! art thou there? come forth;—come forth and fear not.

Perhaps he has mistaken thy direction,
I think he is in cover farther on.

I hear a rustling, yonder, to the left. (Returns again to the bottom of the Stage, and enter Sebastian. They embrace each other, while Nurse stands apart.)

SEBASTIAN.

My child! my dear Zorada!