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SCENE I.
Thyra's Tent.Gothmund, Goodwin.
Gothmund.
Her Husband, did'st thou say?
Goodwin.
So Rumour speaks.
Gothmund.
Amazement—Then he hath play'd false with Harold,
And quench'd my Hope.—Did'st thou not say, thou saw'st him,
Walking the Camp?
Goodwin.
He shot athwart the Tents
With proud and hasty Step, that seem'd to scorn
The Ground he trod.
Gothmund.
Then we shall meet him here.
This is his Wife's Pavilion. If he comes,
I mean to speak him fair. Persuasion mild
Shall first allure Consent: Shou'd that be vain,
From the false Calm a sudden Storm shall rise,
And bury him in Ruin.—Is the Guard
Arm'd, and at Hand to seize him?
Goodwin.
Arm'd, and ready.
Gothmund.
Behold, he comes.
Goodwin.
'Tis he: I see his Chain,
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Gothmund.
Goodwin, hence:
Wait within Call.—
[Exit Goodwin.
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