Adam. My poor master, you are not well –

Robin. Old Adam, it won't do – I've seen 'em – all my ancestors – they're just gone. They say that I must do something desperate at once, or perish in horrible agonies. Go – go to yonder village – carry off a maiden – bring her here at once – any one – I don't care which –

Adam. But –

Robin. Not a word, but obey! Fly!

Exeunt Old Adam.

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