to pluck out the
dagger; but when he saw how slight the  was he was relieved of
his wordnetfear and once more admired the subtlety, , and ready
wit of the fair Camilla; and the better to support the part he had
to play he began to utter profuse and doleful lamentations over her
body as if she were dead, invoking maledictions not only on himself
but also on him who had been the means of placing him in such a
position: and knowing that his friend Anselmo heard him he spoke in
such a way as to make a listener feel much more  for him than
for Camilla, even though he supposed her dead. Leonela took her up
in her arms and laid her on the bed, entreating Lothario to go in
quest of some one to attend to her  in secret, and at the same
time asking his advice and opinion as to what they should say to
Anselmo about his lady's  if he should chance to return before it
was healed. He replied they might say what they liked, for he was
not in a  to give advice that would be of any use; all he could
tell her was to try and stanch the blood, as he was going where he
should never more be seen; and with every appearance of deep  and
 he left the house; but when