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Here is she, the one who did the deed.  We caught this one burying him. Where is Creon? Enter Creon from the palace.
There, he is coming from the house again at our need. Creon
What is it? What has happened that makes my coming timely? Guard
My king, there is nothing that a man can rightly swear he will not do. For second thought belies one's first intent.  I could have vowed that I would not ever come here again, because of your threats by which I had just been storm-tossed. But since this joy that exceeds and oversteps my hopes can be compared in fulness to no other pleasure, I am back—though it is contrary to my sworn oath—  bringing this girl who was caught giving burial honors to the dead. This time there was no casting of lots. No, this piece of luck has fallen to me, and me alone. And now, my king, as it pleases you, take her yourself, question her and convict her. But justice would see me  released free and clear from this trouble. Creon
Your prisoner here—how and where did you take her? Guard
She was burying the man. You know all there is to tell. Creon
Are you clear and sure about what you are saying? Guard
I am. I saw her burying the corpse that you  had forbidden to bury. Is that plain and sufficient? Creon
And how was she observed? How taken in the act?
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