“Yet do I offer myself to the service of the Temple.”
“Ah! if thou wouldst sacrifice—let my blood be shed. Thou wiliest my destruction.”
“Hast thou not willed mine? Didst thou not whisper to me as I knelt happy and innocent at the altar?”
“There are nobler altars in Rome, dearest. Wilt thou not kneel at them with me?”
“Rome—thou goest to Rome?”
“When the day dawns thou wilt go with me.”
“No, no.”
“To Rome and its pleasures. Doth not thy heart tell thee thou art willing to be with me?”
“Ah! I fear thee.”
“Yet thou lovest me.”