King—Sh!
Bart—Great heavens, an apparition!
King—She has come to haunt me.
Bart—I shall throw myself at her ghostly feet, and crave pardon.
Bart and King—(With outstretched hands.) Selina!
King—(Tragically.) That was the spirit of the Selina whom my coldness killed.
Bart—It was the spirit of my Selina, who drowned herself for love of me.
King—How terrible is the vengeance of heaven! It makes the one woman haunt us both.
Bart—I shall go mad now.
King—Bart, I feel my reason tottering.