Oh, no impiety;
A crazy fit: he must get near to God,
So puts away all intercourse with man:
And while I rule he thinks to thrill the world
With some convulsive movement from his prayers.
Ha, ha! But you shall queen it as before.
GENEVIVA.
Go fetch my husband and remain without,
For he alone can speak to me of this.
[Exit Pepin.]
[turning to Marcomir]
You are a murderer: this act of yours
Will leave me very lonely.
MARCOMIR.
I repent.
GENEVIVA.
There is no sin like that of looking back
When one has sinned. Whatever one attempts
It perfected in patience brings reward.
My Carloman will prosper: his whole heart
Is gone away from me.
Why there he is,
Passing in zealous talk with Boniface.
[Carloman and Boniface cross from right to left at the back of the hall. Geneviva intercepts them.]