Mar. O, fatal day. ’Tis I, ’tis I have done it.—
And did none see him?
Liv.Margaret, dearest Margaret,
Take courage. I have shared thy sorrow, Margaret:
Cannot I comfort thee? O, sweetest Margaret,
Thou dost not know my love.
Mar. (standing, and showing the dagger). Away! away!
Liv. Nay, wherefore treat me thus?
Mar.Is this an hour
To force thy love upon me?