“I sometimes think so. I do mad things occasionally. And the maddest thing I ever did, save one, was to give you that pledge yesterday.”
“Thank you, fairest lady.”
“And I ask you now to give it back to me.”
“For what reason?”
“I can give you none!”
“No reason for your strange request?”
“None!”
“Then I assure you, my dearest Marguerite, that I am not mad.”
“Indeed, you are upon one subject, if you did but know it. Once more, will you enfranchise my hand?”
“Do I look as if I would, lady of mine?”