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The Castle of Andalusia

SCENE II.

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A Forest.

A stormy Night.

Enter Don Fernando.

Don Fer. Pedrillo! [Calling.] What a dreadful night, and horrid place to be benighted! Pedrillo!—I fear I've lost my servant; but by the pace I rode since I left Ecceija, Don Scipio's castle can't be very far distant: this was to have been my wedding night, if I arrived there. Pedrillo! Pedrillo!

[Calling.

Ped. [Within] Sir!

Don Fer. Where are you, sirrah?

Ped. Quite astray, sir.

Don Fer. This way.

Enter Pedrillo, groping his way.

Ped. Any body's way, for I have lost my own.—Do you see me, sir?

Don Fer. No indeed, Pedrillo!

[Lightning.

Ped. You saw me then, sir. [Thunder.] Ah, this must frighten the mules, they'll break their bridles; I tied the poor beasts to a tree.

Don Fer. Well, we may find them in the morning, if they escape the banditti, which I am told infests this forest.

Ped. Banditti! [A shot without.] Ah! we are dead men.

Don Fer. Somebody in trouble!

Ped. No, somebody's troubles are over.

Don Fer. Draw and follow me, Pedrillo.

Ped. Lord, sir! ha'n't we troubles enough of our own?

Don Fer. Follow! Who can deny assistance to his fellow creature in distress?

[Draws.—Exit.

Ped. What fine creatures these gentlemen are!—But for me, I am a poor, mean, rascally servant—so I'll even take my chance with the mules.

AIR V.—PEDRILLO.

A master I have, and I am his man, Galloping, dreary, dun, And he'll get a wife as fast as he can, With a haily, gaily, gambo raily, Giggling, niggling, Galloping galloway, draggle tail, dreary dun. I saddled his steed so fine and so gay, Galloping, dreary, dun, I mounted my mule, and we rode away, With our haily, &c. We canter'd along until it grew dark, Galloping, dreary, dun, The nightingale sung instead of the lark, With her, &c. We met with a friar, and ask'd him our way, Galloping, dreary, dun, By the Lord, says the friar, you're both gone astray, With your, &c. Our journey, I fear, will do us no good, Galloping, dreary, dun, We wander alone, like the babes in the wood, With our, &c. My master is fighting, and I'll take a peep, Galloping, dreary, dun, But now I think better, I'd better go sleep, With my, &c.

[Exit.

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