Eric. And here he comes!

Hen.‍The devil! you'll hold your tongue?60

Eric. Why do you turn so pale?

Hen.‍'Tis nothing—but

Be silent.

Eric.‍I will, upon what you have said.

Hen. I assure you I meant nothing,—a mere sport

Of words, no more; besides, had it been otherwise,

He is to espouse the gentle Baroness

Ida of Stralenheim, the late Baron's heiress;