Signed,
Gregory.
Marg. Gerbhert, O God, Gerbhert, where art thou?
Gerb. Margaret, touch me not, we must obey
When Heaven speaks.
Marg. Not when it utters thunders such as this.
Arn. Choose, Gerbhert, twixt this woman and thine office.
Take her with thee to Hell, or both win Heaven.
Gerb. I have chosen, let me go and die.