But what ailed her? And she will not say.
CÆSAR
Sister, I sinned—sin must be mine. A word
Fell out askance between us, and she wept
Because our father chid us.
LUCREZIA
How should strife
Find here a tongue to hiss with? Are not we,
Brothers and sire and sister, sealed of God
Lovers—made one in love?
ALEXANDER
Deride not God,
Lucrezia.
LUCREZIA
Father, dost thou fear him, then?
ALEXANDER