The gentle Edward has not long to mourn
His earthly thraldom. I have done my task,
And soon shall be secure; for whilst he lives,
And Ethelbert, who hates my artful rise,
I live in jeopardy. (Exit.
SCENE IV. A small dark passage, enter Ethwald with a lamp in his hand; enter at the same time, by the opposite side, a domestic Officer; they both start back upon seeing one another.
Ethw. Who art thou?
Offi. Baldwin, my Lord. But mercy on my sight!
Your face is strangely alter'd. At this hour
Awake, and wand'ring thus.—Have you seen aught?
Ethw. No, nothing. Know'st thou which is Alwy's chamber?
I would not wake my grooms.
Offi. It is that farther door; I'll lead you to it.
(pointing off the stage.)
Ethw. No, friend. I'll go myself. Good rest to thee. (Exeunt.
SCENE V. A small dark chamber, with a low couch near the front of the stage, on which Alwy is discovered asleep. Enter Ethwald with a haggard countenance, bearing a lamp.
Ethw. He sleeps—I hear him breathe—he soundly sleeps.
Seems not this circumstance to check my purpose,
