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his stain? Unfit for thy companion! If I be, Whose fault is that but his, who found me pure And left me what I am? _Gycia._ What! dost thou dare Malign my husband thus? I have known his life From his own lips, and heard no word of thee. _Ire._ He did confess he knew me. _Gycia._ Ay, indeed, Not that he did thee wrong. _Ire._ My Lady Gycia, Did ever man confess he wronged a woman? If thou believe not me, who am indeed Disgraced, and by his fault, thou once didst love My brother Theodorus--send for him. He is without, and waits me. Ask of him, Who has long known my secret. _Gycia._ I will ask him. Thou wretched woman, since thou art polluted, Whate'er my love may be, go from my sight, And send thy brother. Then betake thyself To a close prison in the haunted Tower, Till I shall free thee. Out of my sight, I say, Thou wanton! [_Exit_ IRENE. What have I done, how have I sinned, that Heaven Tortures me thus? How can I doubt this creature Speaks something of the truth? Did he not say At first he never knew that wanton's name? Did he not afterwards betray such knowledge Of her and of her life as showed the lie His former words concealed? And yet how doubt My dear, who by two years of wedded love Has knit my soul to his? I know how lightly The world holds manly virtue, but I hold The laws of honour are not made to bind Half of the race alone, leaving men licensed To break them when they will; but dread decrees Binding on all our kind. But oh, my love, I will not doubt thee, till conviction bring Proofs that I dare not doubt! _Enter_ THEODORUS. _Theo._ My Lady Gycia, I come at thy command. _Gycia._ Good Theodorus, Thou lovedst me once, I think? _Theo._ I loved thee _once_! Oh, heaven! _Gycia._ I am in great perplexity And sorrow, and I call upon thy friendship To succour me, by frank and free confession Of all thou knowest. _Theo._ I can refuse thee nothing, Only I beg that thou wilt ask me nought That answered may give pain. _Gycia._ Nay, it is best That I know all. I could not bear to live In ignorance, and yet I fear to grieve thee By what I ask. Thy sister late has left me---- _The
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