'Twas time.

Enter Marina.

Mar.‍My best belovéd!

Jac. Fos. (embracing her).‍My true wife,

And only friend! What happiness!

Mar.‍We'll part

No more.

Jac. Fos. How! would'st thou share a dungeon?

Mar.‍Aye,

The rack, the grave, all—any thing with thee,40