CRASSUS.
Be off with you, foul —
ALICIA.
Well?
CRASSUS.
I'll swim and stab them. The black mouth of hell
Yawns for their murder.
ALICIA.
I'll be at the death.
Dive then, but softly. Scarcely draw your breath.
CRASSUS.
O, she's unwary!
ALICIA.
Is your love forgotten?
CRASSUS.
All love is rotten.
ALICIA.
But your pure love for me you boasted of?
CRASSUS.
Ay, that was perfect love.
ALICIA.
You love me then, not her?