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A Blot in the 'Scutcheon by Robert Browning
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To one pane--a small dark-blue pane; he waits
For that among the boughs: at sight of that,
I see him, plain as I see you, my lord,
Open the lady's casement, enter there...

TRESHAM. --And stay?

GERARD. An hour, two hours.

TRESHAM. And this you saw
Once?--twice?--quick!

GERARD. Twenty times.

TRESHAM. And what brings you
Under the yew-trees?

GERARD. The first night I left
My range so far, to track the stranger stag
That broke the pale, I saw the man.

TRESHAM. Yet sent
No cross-bow shaft through the marauder?

GERARD. But
He came, my lord, the first time he was seen,
In a great moonlight, light as any day,
FROM Lady Mildred's chamber.

TRESHAM [after a pause]. You have no cause
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