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THE DYNASTS ACT iv
Well, I know nothing. None needs list to me, But, on the whole, to southward seems the course For plunging, all in force, immediately. Another pause.
The Will throws Mack again in agitation: Ho-ho—what he'll do now !
SPIRIT OF THE PITIES
Nay, hard one, nay; The clouds weep for him !
If he must he must; And it's good antic at a vacant time !
MACK goes restlessly to the door, and is heard pacing about the vestibule, and questioning the aides and other officers gathered there.
He wavers like this smoke-wreath that inclines Or north, or south, as the storm-currents rule!
MACK (returning) Bring that deserter hither once again.
A French soldier is brought in, blindfolded and guarded. The bandage is removed.
Well, tell us what he says.
AN OFFICER (after speaking to the prisoner in French)
He still repeats
That the whole body of the British strength