I am banned from Court; supposed now to be on my way home. If she knew I was still here and for what purpose, there is no suffering she’d spare me. Yet I stay for pride, I think, and for the danger.
Shakespeare:
And to see him again.
Miss Fitton:
No, that’s done with. But I want him free, not punished.
Shakespeare:
You love him still; why do you pretend to love me? You can’t love two men.
Miss Fitton:
Can’t I? I don’t know. You are so different.
Shakespeare: