1st Pris. Who is this man?
2d Pris. From Britain—I have seen him once before.
1st Pris. He looks pale—he has no heart.
2d Pris. I believe, a pretty large one.
Re-enter Zedan.
Zed. Brother, a word with you. [To the 1st Prisoner, the other retires.] As the stranger and our keeper passed by the passage, a noxious vapour put out the light, and as they groped along I purloined this from the stranger—[Shews a pocket-book] see it contains two notes will pay our ransom.
[Shewing the notes.
1st Pris. A treasure—our certain ransom!
Zed. Liberty! our wives, our children, and our friends, will these papers purchase.
1st Pris. What a bribe! our keeper may rejoice too.