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THE SEPERATION: A TRAGEDY.
COUNTESS.
GARCIO.
We'll hence to-morrow.
COUNTESS.
GARCIO.
Where is my chamber?
COUNTESS.
GARCIO.
(Pacing to and fro, and then returning to her.)
I know not how it is; I'm fanciful;
I like a southern chamber.
COUNTESS (in a faint voice, gazing fearfully upon him).
(Sophera, who has during the greater part of this scene retired to the bottom of the Stage with Rovani, now comes forward.)
SOPHERA.
Where many fair apartments wait your choice.