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Gallop apace, you fiery-footed steeds / Towards Phœbus' mansion; such a waggoner / As phaeton would whip you to the west. / Come, gentle night; come, loving black browed night / Give me my Romeo. / _Romeo and Juliet._
Captain Heath and the postilion were not the only persons impatient at the unexpected delay. Cecil leaning against a tree, watching with anxious eyes the window of Blanche's bed-room for the signal, and counting the weary minutes, as they dragged with immeasurable tediousness through their course of sixty seconds, began at length to suppose that she would never come.