Vera. Dare not, I charge thee, dare not!
Alph. Not vindicate my honour?
By heaven I will, to all the world, to you:
My honour is my own, and not derived
From this frail body, and this earth you gave me;
But that etherial spark, which heaven inspired,
And kindled in my new-created soul.
You tell me, I have bargained with Ramirez,
To make his ransom cheap.
Vera. To make it nothing,