Very poetical, no doubt.
Denham.
Bitter truth, as you are never tired of demonstrating to me. Do you think the unfortunate cross has not had his share of the torment?
Mrs. Denham.
Too light a share for his tyranny, cruelty, and, above all, his mean hypocrisy. May he burn in some spiritual fire for that!
Denham.
So he does; it runs in his veins. Well, something better may come of it, some day. By-the-bye, I expect some men to see my picture.
Mrs. Denham.
Brynhild?
Denham.