BARON. Certainly.

AMELIA. Do you hear, Mr. Anhalt?

ANHALT. I beg pardon--I have a person who is waiting for me--I am
obliged to retire. [Exit in confusion.

BARON [calls after him]. I shall expect you in my closet. I am going
there immediately. [Retiring towards the opposite door.]

AMELIA. Pray, my Lord, stop a few minutes longer; I have something of
great importance to say to you.

BARON. Something of importance! to plead for the young man, I
suppose! But that's a subject I must not listen to. [Exit.

AMELIA. I wish to plead for two young men--For one, that he may be let
out of prison: for the other, that he may be made a prisoner for life.
[Looks out.] The tower is still locked. How dismal it must be to be
shut up in such a place; and perhaps--[Calls] Butler! Butler! Come
this way. I wish to speak to you. This young soldier has risked his
life for his mother, and that accounts for the interest I take in his
misfortunes.

Enter the BUTLER.

Pray, have you carried anything to the prisoner to eat?

BUTLER. Yes.