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L.) What's that A man's
walk. He don't see me, thank the blessed dark! But it's time to
slip, my bo. (HE GROPES HIS WAY STEALTHILY TILL HE COMES TO
GAUNT'S TABLE, WHERE HE BURNS HIS HAND IN THE CANDLE.) A candle
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WITH TERROR.) Locked Key gone Trapped! Keep off - keep off
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No Knife it is then - knife - knife - knife! (HE MOVES WITH
THE KNIFE RAISED TOWARDS GAUNT, INTENTLY LISTENING, AND CHANGING
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ARETHUSA (RUSHING TO INTERCEPT HIM). Father, father, wake!

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ARETHUSA. Kit! Kit!

PEW (WITH THE KNIFE RAISED). Pew's way!

SCENE IV

TO THESE, KIT

(He leaps through window, R., and cuts PEW down. At the same
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GAUNT. Death and blood! (KIT, HELPING ARETHUSA, HAS LET FALL
THE CUTLASS. GAUNT PICKS IT UP AND RUNS ON PEW.) Damned
mutineer, I'll have your heart out! (HE STOPS, STANDS STARING,
DROPS CUTLASS, FALLS UPON HIS KNEES.) God forgive me! Ah, foul
sins, would you blaze forth again Lord, close your ears!
Hester, Hester, hear me not! Shall all these years and tears be
unavailing

ARETHUSA. Father, I am not hurt.

GAUNT. Ay, daughter, but my soul - my lost soul!

PEW (RISING ON HIS ELBOW). Rum You've done me. For God's
sake, rum. (ARETHUSA POURS OUT A GLASS, WHICH KIT GIVES TO HIM.)
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