DIDIER.
It is your turn.
Speak now, and pardon me!
[He kneels before her.
MARION.
Didier!
DIDIER.
Your pardon,
Love! I was the most at fault, the most
Unkind. God has chastised you much through me.
Weep for me when I'm gone, because to have
Hurt you is such a burden to take hence
Into eternity. Don't leave it on me;
Pardon me!
MARION (inaudibly).
Have mercy on me—God!
DIDIER.