Ostyn.’Tis but the hush before another storm.
Look there, how thund’rous black it comes upon us.
Theodora.Hush, hush, hush. O forever
Henceforth to hush, to whisper in secret, lest
All things may hear and hang their heads at me!
Ostyn.Now, now!
Theodora. Ostyn.Now, now!O God, my children, my children!
Ostyn. Theodora. Ostyn.Now, now!O God, my children, my children!There.
God is their Father now.
Theodora. God is their Father now.Their father’s dead.