Part 22 (2/2)

_Enter DU NOIS, XAINTRAILLES_, &c.

DU N. Now mark me! that we may escape detection, We must divide our fifty into tens, And mingle in the train.

XAINT. Where rendezvous?

DU N. By yonder church. The narrow turn must break In part the line. Upon the signal given Rush through the guards, promptly secure the maid, And whilst confusion reigns we'll force a pa.s.sage To the eastern gate. I have already gained it.

XAINT. The time?

DU N. The first deep toll of yonder bell.

XAINT. Enough! all hearts are in the cause.

[_Exeunt._

_Another part of the Street in front of the Prison._

_Enter SPECTATORS._

FIRST SPECTATOR. What crowds collect! each avenue is filled, And every street appears a solid ma.s.s: E'en to the topmost ridge each house is crammed With earnest gazers; not an eye but turns Towards the black prison-walls; yet 'tis an hour Ere the gates open for the sad procession.

Are scenes of death and agony so pleasant That such a throng of eager witnesses Should press to view them?

SECOND SPEC. Such a death is new, And thoughts of men are differently moved.

Some deem the maid condemned a tool of h.e.l.l, And some a chosen instrument of Heaven.

Fain would they see which will a.s.sert its claim; Whether the fiend will leave her to her fate, Or some great miracle be worked to save her.

_Enter several of DU NOIS' FRIENDS._

FIRST VOICE. What sound is that?

SECOND VOICE. It is the abbey bell.

None can mistake its toll.

THIRD VOICE. It cannot be; 'Tis not the hour.

_Enter XAINTRAILLES._

XAINT. The governor suspecting Treason perchance, or some attempt at rescue, Has changed both hour and route. The walls are manned, And every part is thronged with bristling spears.

[_The Procession partly seen in the distance._

_Enter DU NOIS._

DU N. Lose not an instant, or the maid is lost!

Hurry down yonder avenue: by this We meet you at the church.

[_Exeunt._

SCENE VIII.

_Enter DU NOIS._

DU N. The guards, it seems, suspected me, and made Access impossible.

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