RUTH. I love him, and you're going to kill my husband. If when you said you couldn't lose the memory of me you spoke the truth, you'll spare him, Martin. You won't go down amongst those men and lead them to the factory. I tried my best to carry out our plan. You told me that he wouldn't marry me, but I made him do it. And afterwards I tried. I did try, Martin. Only Guy's my husband and I love him now. I've learnt to love him till my love's the greatest thing in all the world. Don't kill him, Martin.
MARTIN. It will not be killing, Ruth. It won't be murder if a bullet finds its way in Guy Barlow's heart. Not murder, but an accident.
RUTH. You mean to kill him.
MARTIN. Not man's vengeance, Ruth, but God's.
RUTH. You mean to murder him. What shall I do? (Changing her tone.) Martin, you loved me once. Is that love dead?
MARTIN. Dead? Love needs nourishment and you have starved my love.
RUTH. What if I said I'm here to nourish it? Would you go down there then?
MARTIN. Nourish? How?
RUTH (holding up lantern). Am I still beautiful, Martin?
MARTIN. Yes. So Guy Barlow thinks.