2 Rob. Peace, dolt! fear not; our captain's honourable!
Gregory. Nay, that he must be by his company—but sweet, civil, honest gentlemen! [The Robbers press them on.] Oh confound these underground apartments! We shall never get out of them alive. Lord! lord! how hard it is upon a man to be forced to walk to his own burying!
[Exeunt Adeline and Gregory, hurried off by the Robbers.
SCENE III.
Another Part of the Forest.
Enter Margaret, with the Young Prince Edward.
Marg. Why, that's well done, my boy!—so—cheerly, cheerly!
See, too, the angry storm's subsiding:—what,
Thou canst not be a-weary, Ned?—I know,