For once, thank darkness! 'Twas sent for us, not him.

[_He goes down the stair_]



SCENE VIII.--_A room in the castle_. JULIAN _and the_ Nurse.

_Julian_.
Ask me no questions now, my dear old nurse.
You have put your charge to bed?

_Nurse_.
Yes, my dear lord.

_Julian_.
And has she spoken yet?

_Nurse_.
After you left,
Her eyelids half unclosed; she murmured once:
_Where am I, mother_?--then she looked at me,
And her eyes wandered over all my face,
Till half in comfort, half in weariness,
They closed again. Bless her, dear soul! she is
As feeble as a child.

_Julian_.
Under your care
She'll soon be well again. Let no one know