ALICIA. O tragic farce - not even rimes completed! Nay, darling! no rebellion. When you know My secret, you will understand. You are bound To Adela within the portico, To me upon this ground. By day, in life, adore the Lares, man! By night, in deaht, make offering to Pan! Can you cut day from night by any endeavour? If so, both life and death were lost for ever. Come, the stream steepens.
CRASSUS. This road leads to hell.
ALICIA. The way to heaven is shorter.
CRASSUS. Who can tell?
ALICIA. I have measured it.
CRASSUS. You, girl?
ALICIA. It is not hard.
CRASSUS. What did you make the height of it?
ALICIA. One yard.
CRASSUS. You always mock me?