bed and near the door of the room; when, putting out her hand to pull it, Robert, dressed like the devil, rises from behind a great chair close to the bed. Pry screams and runs out of the door, whilst he gives her a claw in the passing, and then advances towards the front of the stage to Lady Sarah.)
Lady S. (shrinking back as he advances.) O come no nearer, whatever thou be, thou black and horrible sight! (Devil still advances.) O come no nearer! in the holy name of
Devil. Baw! (giving a great howl, and still advancing.)
Lady S. In the blessed name of
Devil. Baw! (with another howl, and coming very near her.)
Lady S. (falling upon her knees, and clasping her hands together) O, as thou art awful, be merciful! O touch me not, for I am a miserable sinner!
Devil. Yea thou art—yea thou art—yea thou art, and thou shalt smart. Ill deeds thou dost, and thou shalt roast. (holding his great claw over her.)
Lady. S. (contracting all her body together, and sinking down upon the floor.) O, as thou art horrible, be merciful! What shall I do? what shall I do?
Devil. Be kind to thy husband's children, or I will tear—
Lady S. O yes, yes!
Devil. Give them good victuals, and good education, and good clothing, or I will tear thee—
Lady S. O yes, yes!
