SCENE XIII.—A Court-Yard. -- SERVANTS running distractedly to and fro; some looking in at the windows where lights are seen moving.
[Comes out.] He's gone!
O, mas'r! O! O! O, Lord! Good Lord! Do hab pity! O Lord, hab mercy! O, Mas'r St. Clare! O, mas'r, mas'r, mas'r! he 's dead! he 's dead! he 's dead!