GIOCONDA. My lord——
HILDA.Thy choice is made?
GIOCONDA.My lord——
HILDA.Alack!
GIOCONDA. I have accepted thee ten minutes back.
HILDA. Then—I will deign to live. My castle stands
Four-towered among its olive-silvered lands.
Away! Away! Thou art all heaven to me!
(She drags GIOCONDA right. They break.)
GIOCONDA. Wonderful! That's Pandolfo to a tee!
HILDA. I should adore him!
GIOCONDA.And I Harry, too
If only you were I and I were you!
But soft! since here we stand beyond the range
Of Time, why don't we swop?