Titus.
But my word held me back, and, more than that,
The unimplorable Necessity.
Had I relaxed from her one pace, no further,
Upon herself the deathly thrust were given.
I saw the dagger hidden in her breast
And more than once the twitching of her hand.
[Pause.
She wished to die; she must have done so, too.
As much she suffered and as much she pardoned