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MORTON.

Madam, I will obey you: trust me well.

(Exit.

HELEN, (much disturbed.)

My brother on the coast; and with him too,

As well I guess, the man I must not see!

ROSA.

Mean you the brave Sir Hubert?

HELEN.

Yes, my Rosa.

My noble brother in his powerful self
So strong in virtue stands, he thinks full surely
The daughter of his sire no weakness hath;
And wists not how a simple heart must struggle
To be what it would be—what it must be—
Ay, and, so aid me, Heaven! what it shall be.

ROSA.

And Heaven will aid you, madam, doubt it not.

Though on this subject still you have repress'd
All communing, yet, ne'ertheless, I well
Have mark'd your noble striving, and rever'd
Your silent inward warfare, bravely held;
In this more pressing combat firm and valiant,
As is your noble brother in the field.