Herreras. He dies, that stirs! Follow me this instant. 350
(First Conspirator takes his arrow, snaps it, and throws it on the ground. The two others do the same.)
Herreras. Accursed cowards! I'll go myself, and make sure work (drawing his Dagger).
(Herreras strides towards the arbor, before he reaches it, stops and listens and then returns hastily to the front of the stage, as he turns his Back to the Arbor, Earl Henry appears, watching the Conspirators, and enters the Arbor unseen.)
First Conspirator. Has she seen us think you?
The Mask. No! she has not seen us; but she heard us
distinctly.
Herreras. There was a rustling in the wood—go, all of 355
you, stand on the watch—towards the passage.
A Voice from the Arbor. Mercy! Mercy! Tell me, why
you murder me.