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the outlaw.
Oscar. I do, my friend,
Such calms too oft forbode a coming tempest.
Hah! what heard'st thou 'neath that open casement?
Alber. Naught; naught but words;
My lady's gay to-night.
I'll climb the broken wall and list awhile.
[Climbs up. Decends rapidly.
Let us begone!
Oscar. Alberto! art thou mad!
'Tis now the very hour———
Alber. Not now, not now!
I cannot watch them now!
Hark! hear'st thou not her voice again?
She prays for me! for me—her lost lamented husband!
I do believe thee false, most false. Lord Oscar!
'Tis said thou wert an oft-rejected suitor.
Speak, man or devil!
Oscar. This to me!
But I forgive you, my much injured friend.
Let us away; perhaps mine eyes deceived me:—
Such calms too oft forbode a coming tempest.
Hah! what heard'st thou 'neath that open casement?
Alber. Naught; naught but words;
My lady's gay to-night.
I'll climb the broken wall and list awhile.
[Climbs up. Decends rapidly.
Let us begone!
Oscar. Alberto! art thou mad!
'Tis now the very hour———
Alber. Not now, not now!
I cannot watch them now!
Hark! hear'st thou not her voice again?
She prays for me! for me—her lost lamented husband!
I do believe thee false, most false. Lord Oscar!
'Tis said thou wert an oft-rejected suitor.
Speak, man or devil!
Oscar. This to me!
But I forgive you, my much injured friend.
Let us away; perhaps mine eyes deceived me:—
