Adriel. Come, all of you—the battle.
(They go out the gate.)
Michal. My lord!... my lord!
(He is silent.)
I ask not anything but to be heard—
Though once I would not hear. Has all of life
No glow for me?
David. Betrayers should have none.
Michal. I was a woman—the entanglement
Of duty amid love we have no skill
To loosen, but with passion.
David. You too late
Remember it is so.
Michal. Nobility
All unbelievable it seemed that you
Could innocently wait on time to tide
You to the kingdom. Then forgive, I plead.
David. But in the wilderness, your perfidy!