1st Off. I have it, too, in charge to move you hence,
(To De Monfort.)
Into another chamber, more secure.
De Mon. Well, I am ready, sir.
(Approaching Jane, whom the Abbess is endeavouring to comfort, but to no purpose.)
Shrink not at the accoutrement of ill,
Daring the thing itself.
(Endeavouring to look cheerful.)
Wilt thou permit me with a gyved hand?
(She gives him her hand, which he raises to his lips.)
[Exeunt, De Monfort leading out Jane.
SCENE III.
A long narrow gallery in the convent, with the doors of the cells on each side. The stage darkened. A Nun is discovered at a distance listening. Enter another Nun at the front of the stage, and starts back.
1st Nun. Ha! who is this not yet retir'd to rest?
My sister, is it you?
(To the other who advances.)
2d Nun. Returning from the sister Nina's cell,
Passing yon door where the poor pris'ner lies,
The sound of one who struggl'd with despair
Struck on me as I went: I stopp'd and listen'd;