CIRCE
" (A dark mercurialised face appears, leading a veiled figure.)
THE DARK MERCURY
The Castle is looking for him. He was drummed out of the army.
MARTHA
(thickveiled, a crimson halter round her neck, a copy of the rish Times in her hand, in tone of reproach, pointing)
Henry! Leopold! Lionel, thou lost one! Clear my name.
FIRST WATCH
(sternly) Come to the station." (U15.748)
