George.
Then it is your desire? [_She nods assent_.] Very well! So be it! But
remember, it is a question of life and death!--And, therefore, you
yourself must be present.
Marie.
[_In terror_.] I?--I be present when you ask him?
George.
What?--You, who wish to become my helpmate and partner in life, and
share all my life's troubles--you would desert me now--desert me in
this hour?--and I very much fear, not the worst in store for us?
Marie.
No, no, George; it's not that--not that! But you know how we have
feared him and have trembled for years--and now I should----
George.