Everg. No—he again rushed into the Castle, exclaiming, "I will penetrate that chamber, or perish in the attempt."
Sir Philip. Then all is discovered.
Handy, jun. Hush, for Heaven's sake collect yourself!
Enter Henry, in great agitation.
Miss B. Ah! [Shrieks.] Thank Heaven, he's safe! What urged you, Henry, again to venture in the Castle?
Henry. Fate! the desperate attempt of a desperate man!
Sir Philip. Ah!
Henry. Yes; the mystery is developed. In vain the massy bars, cemented with their cankerous rust, opposed my entrance—in vain the heated suffocating damps enveloped me—in vain the hungry flames flashed their vengeance round me! What could oppose a man struggling to know his fate? I forced the doors, a firebrand was my guide, and among many evidences of blood and guilt, I found—these! [Produces a knife and bloody cloth.]
Sir Philip. [Starts with horror, then, with solemnity.] It is accomplished! Just Heaven, I bend to thy decree!—Blood must be paid by blood! Henry, that knife aimed by this fatal hand, murdered thy father!
Henry. Ah! [Grasping the knife.]