 | The Step-Mother |  |
SCENE I.
Enter MYRRHINA hastily.Myrr.
What shall I do!—Confusion!—which way turn?
Alas, what answer shall I make my husband?
For I dare say he heard the infant's cries,
He ran so hastily, without a word,
Into my daughter's chamber. If he finds
That she has been deliver'd, what excuse
To make, for having thus conceal'd her labour,
I can't devise.—But our door creaks!—'Tis He.
I am undone.
| The Step-Mother | |