Giles. Why come you here? Go home and mind the house.
Olive. Father, I pray you not to send me away.
Paul. If you be hard with her, you will kill her.
Giles. Come in.
Enter Olive.
Olive. What is this you will do, father?
Giles. My duty, lass.
Olive. Father, you will not die this dreadful death?
Giles. That will I, lass.
Olive. Then I say to you, father, so will I also. The stones will press you down a few hours' space, and they will press me down so long as I may live. You will be soon dead and out of the pains, but you will leave your death with the living.