For my Sara's sake alone. If its vengeance, already armed, could spare the whole of a sinful city for the sake of a few just men, surely it can also bear with a sinner, when a soul in which it finds delight, is the sharer of his fate.
NORTON.
You speak with earnestness and feeling. But does not joy express itself differently from this?
MELLEFONT.
Joy, Norton? (Looking sharply at him.) For me it is gone now for ever.
NORTON.
May I speak candidly?
MELLEFONT.
You may.