Don Carlos by Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller
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conversation with a PAGE. The attendants retire at his approach.
CARLOS. For me this letter? And a key! How's this? And both delivered with such mystery! Come nearer, boy:--from whom didst thou receive them? PAGE (mysteriously). It seemed to me the lady would be guessed Rather than be described. CARLOS (starting). The lady, what! Who art thou, boy? [Looking earnestly at the PAGE. PAGE. A page that serves the queen. CARLOS (affrighted, putting his hand to the PAGE's mouth). Hold, on your life! I know enough: no more. [He tears open the letter hastily, and retires to read it; meanwhile DUKE ALVA comes, and passing the Prince, goes unperceived by him into the QUEEN'S apartment, CARLOS trembles violently and changes color; when he has read the letter he remains a long time speechless, his eyes steadfastly fixed on it; at last he turns to the PAGE. |
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