By his own hand? This hour? When I had offered——
Ferdinand.
He had made other choice—an old, old choice,
Ne’er swerved from, and now patently sealed in death.
Princess.
He called on—the Lady Frances was it? Wherefore?
Ferdinand.
Because she was his life. Forgive, my friend—(covers Gow’s face).
God’s uttermost beyond me in all faith,
Service and passion—if I unveil at last