Read the extract and answer the question
X : Tis gone will not answer.
Y : How now....! You tremble and look pale;
Is not this something more than fantasy?
What think you on't?
Z : Before my God. I might not this believe
Without the sensible and true avouch
Of mine own eyes.
(Act One, Scene I, lines 52-58)
The setting is
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