Enter LADY BRUCE and her BOY with BRAND.
LADY B. Why did my keeper put us in thy hands?
Wherein have we offended Blunt or thee?
BRAND. You need not make these words:
You must remove your lodging; this is all.
Be not afeard: come, come, here is the door.
LADY B. O God, how dark it is!
BRAND. Go in, go in; it's higher up the stairs.
LADY B. My trembling heart forbids me to go in.
O, if thou have compassion, tell me true,
What my poor boy and I must trust unto?
BRAND. I tell thee true, compassion is my foe;
Yet have I had of thee compassion.
Take in thy child: as I have faith or troth,
Thou and thy boy shall be but prisoners,
And I must daily bring you meat and drink.
LADY B. Well, thou hast sworn, and God so give thee light,
As in this dark place thou rememb'rest us.
Poor heart, thou laugh'st, and hast not wit to think
Upon the many fears that me afflict.
I will not in. Help us, assist us, Blunt!
We shall be murdered in a dungeon!
BRAND. Cry without cause? I'll have ye in, i' faith.
LADY B. O, let my boy and I but dine with Blunt,
And then I will with patience go in.