Adri. [To Reginald.] Dearest Reginald! The joy I have found in the new born love for my noble husband will make me never regret that it was by force of impulse that I was led to accept your heart and hand!
Reg. Let the agony of the past be buried in the joy of the present. [To audience.] And if you will forgive the impulse that led me from my post of duty, there will not be a cloud to obscure the sunshine of our future happiness.
Morrell. The end has justified the act.
Dol. I, too, have left my post of duty—but let the result be an extenuation of my desertion.
Morrell. [Takes him by hand.] Yes! I overlook it freely! and I feel satisfied that He, who watches over us all, will not censure us for being led BY FORCE OF IMPULSE!
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