Julia. [Softened.] I do so, Clifford.
Clif. I shall no more offend.
Julia. Make sure of that.
No longer is it fit thou keep’st thy post
In’s lordship’s household. Give it up! A day—
An hour remain not in it!
Clif. Wherefore?
Julia. Live
In the same house with me, and I another’s?
Put miles, put leagues between us! The same land
Should not contain us. Oceans should divide us—
With barriers of constant tempests—such
As mariners durst not tempt! O Clifford!
Rash was the act so light that gave me up,
That stung a woman’s pride, and drove her mad—
Till in her frenzy she destroyed her peace!
Oh, it was rashly done! Had you reproved—
Expostulated,—had you reasoned with me—
Tried to find out what was indeed my heart,—
I would have shown it—you’d have seen it. All
Had been as naught can ever be again!
Clif. Lovest thou me, Julia?
Julia. Dost thou ask me, Clifford?
Clif. These nuptials may be shunned!—
Julia. With honour?
Clif. Yes!