Crime & punishment > Peveril of the peak, or, The days of Charles II

PEVERIL OF THE PEAK)
Act l;
go—and, for thy mother’s sake, may peace go with .
you.—[Exit Julian.]—My heart yearns towards!,
that young man ; and, if he bears the trial, my Alice J
shall be his.
Enter Deborah •with a Letter. 1
Deb. (Giving it to Major B.) Some rude fel¬
low, who wouldn’t answer a single question I asked)
him, left this for you,—an unmannerly brute. Nei->
ther his name, business, whence he came, nor where - j
he was going, could I learn. What are such tongue-!;;
less blocks fit for, I wonder ?
Major B. To be trusted. Follow his example—!
rule your tongue—or you abide not here.—Leaved
Deb. Brute!—Rule my tongue indeed. ’Tis ever I
thus with your great patriots,—they’ll let nobody j <
have freedom of speech but themselves. [Exit. '
Major B. What’s this ?—From Christian !— j
“ Our plans have failed. Bertram has suffered him- ' ■
self to be surprised, and is now a prisoner in Holm ;
Peel Castle. Look to your safety, and prepare to
leave the island.” Unfortunate reverse ! Should
the papers entrusted to Bertram’s care have fallen j '
into the Countess of Derby’s hands, I fear indeed ;
that all is lost. [Exit.
SCENE III A Front Hall in Holm Peel Castle. !
Loud shouts of “ Bring him along !—the villain !
—the traitor /”
Enter a mixed assemblage of Servants and Soldiers
dragging in Bertram.—They are preceded by
Sampson the Steward.
Samp. Bring the fratricide before me! A pretty
knave indeed 1 to be found plotting against our no- 1