Mous.Nay, bear with me.
Hil. Give me thy Talisman.
Mous.Well, well, ’tis thine.
But bear in mind, the troth that thou hast pledged
Upon this ring can never be recalled.
Hil. I know it well.
I’ll keep my troth. Give me thy Talisman.
Mous. Lady, ’tis thine. See how I trust in thee.
Do with it as thou wilt—rend it apart,
And cast it to the winds—its work is done! (giving it to her)