ACT V.
SCENE I. Seabright's library. He is discovered sitting by a table fast asleep, on which are scattered letters and papers. Enter Pry softly behind on her tiptoes, and making a long neck to see what he is about.
Pry. (shaking her head piteously.) Poor man! poor man! he can't sleep in his bed o'nights, and yet he has never committed any wicked crimes, that I ever heard of.
Sea. (angrily, after speaking inarticulately to himself in his sleep.) You don't know my name! (muttering again inarticulately.) The name of Lord Seabright. (muttering again, whilst Pry slips still nearer to him, listening with a face of great curiosity.) I can't walk in my robes any longer.—See how the crowd stares at me; ha, ha, ha! (laughing uncouthly, and Pry, drawing still nearer him, comes against a chair on her way, the noise of which wakes him, and she retires precipitately.) What's that? (rubbing his eyes and looking round.) It has been some noise in my dream. Ah! would it had been a reality!—What a busy, prosperous, animating world I have been in for these last two hours. (looking at his watch.) Ha! I have
