[Swoons falling.
Pal. (taking out dagger). This dagger in my heart, and I am avenged.
Nay, nay, O God, I am adding wrong to wrong.
[Putting dagger back.
And Manuel. Alas! what have I done?
[Runs to Margaret.
I spake too roughly, Margaret; I was angry:
I knew not what I said. Margaret, I am sorry.
Forgive me, Margaret. Nay, I meant it not.
I am not angry with thee now. I think