Pris. Succeed too—or, never let me see you more—
[She goes up the stage.
Has. You never shall.
Pris. [Returns] Or, if you shou'd miscarry in your views [for who forms plans that do not sometimes fail?] I will not reproach you even to myself——no—nor will I suffer much from the disappointment—merely that you may not have, what I suffer, to account for.
[Exit to her cell.
Has. Excellent mind!
Keep. In this cell—
[Going to another.
Has. No—take me away—I have enough to do—I dare not see more at present.— [Exeunt.
SCENE IV. The former Prison Scene.
Enter Zedan.