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CLAUDE.

It cannot be! What didst thou call her? Speak;

Repeat her name.

FIRST CROWD.

Her name is Emma Graham; her father is——

CLAUDE.

No more! no more! too well I comprehend it.

And death hath dealt his blow on what was life's
Completest, dearest, best.
(Covers his face with his cloak.)

MARIAN (turning to Alice, and supporting her).

Dear Alice, thou art pale, and faint, and ill:

Lean upon me, my friend.

ALICE.

Think not of me: poor Claude! my heart-struck brother!

His wound is deep and sudden: for this stroke
I was prepared.

VOICES (without).

Stand back; stand closer: it is now at hand.

[A funeral procession crosses the Stage; the Mourners following the hearse on foot.]

FIRST CROWD.

Ah! never corse was follow'd to the grave

With deeper sorrow!

FIRST CROWD WOMAN.

Ay, tears are following tears down manly cheeks,