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[After 353] [Stage-direction] _Alhadra (to Naomi, who advances from the circle)._ Remorse.
[359] house] sons MS. III. Wet with the life-blood of the son of Valdez Remorse.
[After 359] _Enter_ Warville. MS. III.
[_A pause._
Ordonio was your chieftain's murderer
Remorse.
[360-70] Erased MS. III.
[360-75] om. Remorse.
[373-80] Erased MS. III.
[375] Stage-direction _All (kneeling)._ Remorse.
[After 375] _Alhadra._ This night your chieftain armed himself Remorse.
[Affixed to 375] (not in S. T. C.'s handwriting) and erased:
_Naomi._ Proceed, proceed, Alhadra.
_Alhadra._ Yestermorning He stood before our house, startful and gloomy, And stirr'd up fierce dispute with Ferdinand, I saw him when the vehement Gripe of Conscience Had wrenched his features to a visible agony.
When he was gone Ferdinand sighed out 'Villain'
And spake no other word.
_Warville (mournfully)._ The brother of Albert.
MS. III erased.
[_Note._--Warville was a character introduced into the deleted pa.s.sage 360-70, the name being always altered by S. T. C. to 'Maurice'.]
[376-84] om. Remorse.
[384] its] their Corr. in MS. III.
[386] _there_] there Remorse.
[388] a pause] a while Remorse.
[397] Stage-direction om. Remorse.
[399] A brief while] A little while Corr. in MS. III erased.
[402] G.o.d] Heaven Remorse.
[404] _light_] light Remorse.
[405] _hideous_] hideous Remorse.
[407] while] whilst Remorse.
[409] Erased MS. III. _Naomi._ Comfort her, Alla! Remorse.
[414] go] onward Remorse.
[421] his] the MS. III.
[After 425
_All._ Away! away! [_She rushes off, all following her._
Remorse.
ACT THE FIFTH
SCENE THE FIRST.--_The Sea Sh.o.r.e._
_NAOMI and a_ Moresco.
_Moresco._ This was no time for freaks of useless vengeance.
_Naomi._ True! but Francesco, the Inquisitor, Thou know'st the bloodhound--'twas a strong temptation.
And when they pa.s.s'd within a mile of his house, We could not curb them in. They swore by Mahomet, 5 It were a deed of treachery to their brethren To sail from Spain and leave that man alive.
_Moresco._ Where is Alhadra?
_Naomi._ She moved steadily on Unswerving from the path of her resolve.
Yet each strange object fix'd her eye: for grief 10 Doth love to dally with fantastic shapes, And smiling, like a sickly moralist, Gives some resemblance of her own concerns To the straws of chance, and things inanimate.
I seek her here; stand thou upon the watch. 15
[_Exit_ Moresco.
_Naomi (looking wistfully to the distance)._ Stretch'd on the rock!
It must be she--Alhadra!
[_ALHADRA rises from the rock, and advances slowly, as if musing._
_Naomi._ Once more, well met! what ponder'st thou so deeply?
_Alhadra._ I scarce can tell thee! For my many thoughts Troubled me, till with blank and naked mind I only listen'd to the das.h.i.+ng billows. 20 It seems to me, I could have closed my eyes And wak'd without a dream of what has pa.s.s'd; So well it counterfeited quietness, This wearied heart of mine!
