RUTH. Don't you?
MARTIN. Delilah!
RUTH. Was Delilah married?
MARTIN. No.
( The Marseillaise is heard again, more loudly. Below l., torches appear. Martin's attention is attracted.)
RUTH. Don't look down there. They're singing. Let them sing.
MARTIN. And if I stay?
(Ruth makes a gesture of surrender.)
You mean it, Ruth?
RUTH. I mean—everything.