[drawing his cowl closer] No! Once before
I went along with him: I went to hell.
Renew that pain and foulness for his sake,
Because I love him——?
GENEVIVA.
Then because I love,
If nothing else will urge you—for my sake,
Only for mine.
MARCOMIR.
And would you be a harlot
Again, for him?
GENEVIVA.
MARCOMIR.
No, we two
Should understand each other, for we dare not
Become what we have been. For my own sake
I will not leave the world.