MEDEA. Nay, nay, I know not! Stay until I learn!
Stay, and I will be quiet even as thou.—
So, I am banished, then? But what of thee?
Methinks the Herald's sentence named thee, too.
JASON. When it is known that I am innocent
Of all these horrid deeds, and had no hand
In murdering mine uncle, then the ban
Will be removed from me.
MEDEA. And thou wilt live
Peaceful and happy, for long years to come?
JASON. I shall live quietly, as doth become
Unhappy men like me.
MEDEA. And what of me?
JASON. Thou dost but reap the harvest thine own hands
Have sown.
MEDEA. My hands? Hadst thou no part therein?
JASON. Nay, none.
MEDEA. Didst never pray thine uncle's death
Might speedily be compassed?
JASON. No command
At least I gave.