•c. tl-j tilt 1IMILAIU IS cTI-kTI. Which yet you will with your own mouth consume Ï FRAXK. Scarce know I, 'sooth, which I should moat admire, Tho Master there in aspect of a clown, The clown with Master's tone and Doctor's sense! I stand amazed. PHILIP. Stand not amazed—nor prate, Hut art ' I also must to work. Farewell, S:r Wonder-struck ! and havo you not enough f food for wonder, ask tho Master. See ! lie cornea himself ! [(«•«•-.] FiuXK (Mme). A churlish fellow ! yet 1 cannot lear him grudge. Now nearer comes The Master ! How my heart bents ! An old man ! Vet so im|ctuous—something in his look. That well might mako mo humble, and withal So mightily attract* mo. MLAY (in ri-ling-iloublel, a covrci stable-bucket in hi* comte vj quickly, calling behintl the scenes). Philip! Philip! (lleroming aware of FRAXK a* he come* on). Pardon ! My sight deceived by distance, I Mistook you for my gardener. What's your wish ? FRANK. Aro yon indeed th' august Grand-Master Molay ? MOLAY. My name is Molny. Well ? Your business, friend. FRAXK. I am the son of Henry of Uridine. MoLAY. The Seneschal of Poitou ?