Beside thee.

_Mrs. Secord_. No need to watch me, James, I shall awake.

[_Aside_. And yet perhaps 'tis best.
If he wake now he'll sleep to-morrow
Perforce of nature; and banish thus
Some hours of sad anxiety.]

_Mr. Secord_. I'd better watch.

_Mrs. Secord_. Well then, to please you! But call me on the turn
Of night, lest I should lose an hour or two
Of cooler travel.

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SCENE 4--_Daybreak on the_ 23_rd June_, 1813.

_The porch of_ Mr. Secord's _farmhouse. A garden path, with a
gate that opens on to the high road from Newark to Twelve-Mile
Creek_.

_Enter_ JAMES SECORD _and his wife_.

_Mr. Secord_. Heaven speed thee, then, dear wife. I'll try to bear
The dreadful pangs of helplessness and dread