RICHARD
Call it a fancy now if you will. I scoffed at it; yes. Yet you believed it. I loved you truly, you said. Well, have I changed?
RACHEL Yes.
RICHARD Will you test me again—in the glass?
RACHEL No. Go; leave us.
RICHARD I will go. I have still a word with your aunt.
RAVENSBANE [To Richard.] I beg your pardon, sir. You said just now that had I been a man—
RICHARD I say, Lord Ravensbane, that the straight fibre of a true man never warps the love of a woman. As for yourself, you have my contempt and pity. Pray to God, sir, pray to God to make you a man. [Exit, right.]
RACHEL Oh! it is intolerable! [To Ravensbane.] My dear lord, I do believe in my heart that I love you, and if so, I will with gratitude be your wife. But, my lord, strange glamours, strange darknesses reel, and bewilder my mind. I must be alone; I must think and decide. Will you give me this tassel?
RAVENSBANE [Unfastening a silk tassel from his coat and giving it to her.] Oh, take it.