Mor. (with a momentary delight.) Did he thus?
[Suddenly checking herself.
—Yes! I knew well! Oh! do not speak of him!
Mel. What! hath he wrong’d thee? Thou hast suffer’d much
Amongst these Christians! Thou art changed, my child.
There’s a dim shadow in thine eye, where once——
But they shall pay me back for all thy tears
With their best blood.
Mor. (alarmed.) Father! not so, not so!
They still were gentle with me. But I sat