Master Skylark; or, Will Shakespeare's ward; a dramatization of the story of the same name by John Bennett, in five acts . heavy bunch of keys threateningly. Pushes himtowards the door, as Carew waves his handthrough the bars. Then exit through unseen doorto the left.] 132 MASTER SKYLARK Act IV 2 Guard. [Taking Nick, whose eyes areblinded with tears, towards the heavy outer door.]Didst come alone? Nick. Nay. With Master Heywood. 2 Guaed. A-a. Yon without. He 11 pay an-other shilling first, to get ye back. [Unbars doorand swings it open. Enter Goole, m Hey-woods cloak and cap. Nick does not rec
Master Skylark; or, Will Shakespeare's ward; a dramatization of the story of the same name by John Bennett, in five acts . heavy bunch of keys threateningly. Pushes himtowards the door, as Carew waves his handthrough the bars. Then exit through unseen doorto the left.] 132 MASTER SKYLARK Act IV 2 Guard. [Taking Nick, whose eyes areblinded with tears, towards the heavy outer door.]Didst come alone? Nick. Nay. With Master Heywood. 2 Guaed. A-a. Yon without. He 11 pay an-other shilling first, to get ye back. [Unbars doorand swings it open. Enter Goole, m Hey-woods cloak and cap. Nick does not recognizehim at first, and going to him, tear-blinded, takesthe hand he stretches out. 2 Guaed stands inthe doorway.] Another shilling, sir. T wasover time. Goole. [Paying.] Aye, two; with thanks. Nick. [Starting back.] Why, where is Mas-ter Heywood? Goole. He could na wait for thee. I m sentto bring thee back. Nick. Nay; thou liest, rogue! I will na gowith thee. 2 Guard. Get along, Jackanapes, or spend thenight in gaol. Nick. But, sir, t was not he brought me is some trick. I fear foul play.— Master Carewi. God bless thee, Xick! I love thee, lad. Act IV MASTER SKYLARK 133 Caeew. [Whose white face has been barelyvisible against the bars of his cell, sternly toGoole, who shrinks back against the wall at hisvoice.]— Beware, Gregory Goole. Beware! Ifthou doest aught of ill to him I 11 put a spell uponthee that will send thy soul to hell! 2 Guaed. Out ye go now, both of ye. Goole. Best come quietly. She will na likethee with a bloody face. Nick. She? Who? Thou rogue! Hast thougot Cicely? Goole. Aye, marry; that I have. Ye 11 eachfetch a pretty penny by and by. And hark e; beless glib with that rogue of thine, or I willbaste thy back. Nick. I be na feared of thee, thou rogue! Goole. [Striking him across the face.] Thoulittle imp! Caeew. [In a hissing whisper.] By my soul,fore God, I swear— [The rest is iminteUigiblemuttering, and only his hands are seen, clutchingthe b
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