(Aloud.) Death! death!
T. (aside). By Gemini, this is a nasty one.
F. (reading as before). But be sure I never consented. If there is no other escape, I must fly. Come to-night to the garden. I will be at my window at eleven 410 o’clock.
(Aloud.) Thank God, thank God. I breathe again.
I shall see thee to-night.
T. Pray, sir,
Is anything the matter?
F.Eh! ah! what said I?
T. That you were dead, and then alive again.
F. ’Tis true.