Juliet. Oh! Edward, I never can do that.
Edward. Is not this the recompense I am entitled to, for keeping your secret?
Juliet. Indeed, Edward, you are too cruel.
Edward. Severe, perhaps, but not cruel. The exigency of the case requires decisive measures. "I am cruel only to be kind," and you will thank me for it hereafter.
Juliet. Well then, I will write the note. And if it must be done I will do it immediately; for if I allow myself to think about it long, it will grieve me so much that I shall never have resolution to go through with it. (She goes to the desk and writes.) There now, Edward, read this note.
Edward, (reading.) "Though convinced that it is better our intimacy should cease, it is not without regret that I decline all further intercourse with Madeline Malcolm. For her health and happiness I offer my best wishes; but in future we can only meet as strangers.
"Juliet Lansdowne."
Now seal and send it.
Juliet. Oh, Edward! it is hard to give up Madeline. But I believe you are right, and I ought not to regret it.
Edward. I know I am right.