GUY. Come here, Ruth. Look at me. Look into my eyes and tell me that again.
(She comes to him.)
RUTH. I should have died. Death's easy, Guy.
GUY. Yes. I believe you now. (From her.) By heaven, what a fool you are.
RUTH. A loving fool, then, Guy.
GUY, A fool in love's the worst of fools. There, there it's over, Ruth. But Kelsall? Yes, I've got Kelsall. Kelsall shall pay for this.
RUTH. They'll hang him, Guy?
GUY. Oh yes, they'll hang what's left.
RUTH. What's left?
GUY. When I have done with Martin Kelsall, the gallows will be welcome to the rest.