Señ. And drop into the river.
Gui. Yes. What guard
Walks there? I see. 'Tis Miguel. And I know
Somewhat of him,—more than he'd tell the winds.
Señ. Thank Heaven for a sinner! When he's next
Behind the rocks, then to him, Guildamour,
And be his palsying conscience. Peg his feet
To the earth!
Gui. Trust me, Señora!
Señ. I'll lead off
Those babblers. Princess, you're the watch,—you'll give
The signal.
Her. Ah! What is 't?
Señ. Two pebbles dashed
Into the water is our sign.
Her. The guard!
He's gone!
Gui. It is our time. [Exit into wood, rear]
Her. [As the talkative group move up] Take them away,
Señora! It would kill me now to meet
A painted smile.