Randal. Honor, that I love more than life, let me in, till I speak one word to you, before you’re set against me for ever.
Honor. No danger of that—but I can’t let you in, Randal.
Randal. Great danger! Honor, and you must. See you I will, if I die for it!
{He advances, and she retires behind the door, holding it against him.
Honor. Then I won’t see you this month again, if you do. My hand’s weak, but my heart’s strong, Randal.
Randal. Then my heart’s as weak as a child’s this minute. Never fear—don’t hold against me, Honor; I’ll stand where I am, since you don’t trust me, nor love me—and best so, may be: I only wanted to say three words to you.
Honor. I can’t hear you now, Randal.
Randal. Then you’ll never hear me more. Good bye to you, Honor.
{He pulls the door to, angrily.
Honor. And it’s a wonder as it was you didn’t meet my father as you came, or my brother.