The others. We see our fate to-night. Thus shall we die.—
If thus they treated him, how shall we fare?—
Who bids us hope?—There is no hope, no hope:
I’ll mask my thought no more.
Bearers re-enter from bower.
Ch. (1.) (Who has Fer.'s letter and sword.)
We are saved! we are saved!
Ch. How saved?—How so?—Tell us!—
(1.) This letter here.
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