And counselled me, if thoughts of love should come,
To speak those thoughts to thee, as I am wont
To speak to her.
Gal. That’s right.
Pyg. (releasing her). But when she spoke
Thou wast a stone, now thou art flesh and blood,
Which makes a difference.
Gal. It’s a strange world;
A woman loves her husband very much,
And cannot brook that I should love him too;