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you, Louisa, we are now of one mind. We will skip from amour to amour, whirl from vice to vice; you in one direction, I in another. Perhaps I may recover my lost tranquillity in some brothel. Perhaps, when our merry race is run, and we become two mouldering skeletons, chance again may bring us together with the most pleasing surprise, and we may, as in a melodrama, recognize each other by a common feature of disease--that mother whom her children can never disavow. Then, perhaps, disgust and shame may create that union between us which could not be effected by the most tender love. LOUISA. Oh, Walter! Walter! Thou art already unhappy--wilt thou deserve to be so? FERDINAND (muttering passionately through his teeth). Unhappy? Who told thee so? Woman, thou art too vile to have any feelings of thine own; how, then, canst thou judge of the feelings of others? Unhappy, did she say?--ha! that word would call my anger from the grave! She knew that I must become unhappy. Death and damnation! she knew it, and yet betrayed me! Look to it, serpent! That was thy only chance of forgiveness. This confession has condemned thee. Till now I thought to palliate thy crime with thy simplicity, and in my contempt thou hadst well nigh escaped my vengeance (seizing the glass hastily). Thou wert not thoughtless, then-- thou wert not simple--thou wert nor more nor less than a devil! (He drinks.) The drink is bad, like thy soul! Taste it! LOUISA. Oh, heavens! 'Twas not without reason that I dreaded this meeting. FERDINAND (imperiously). Drink! I say. [LOUISA, offended, takes the glass and drinks. The moment she raises the cup to her lips, FERDINAND turns away with a sudden paleness, and recedes to the further corner of the chamber.] LOUISA. The lemonade is good. FERDINAND (his face averted and shuddering.) Much good may it do thee! LOUISA (sets down the glass). Oh! could you but know, Walter, how cruelly you wrong me! FERDINAND. Indeed! LOUISA. A time will come, Walter---- FERDINAND (advancing). Oh! we have done with time. LOUISA. When the remembrance of this evening will lie heavy on your heart! FERDINAND (begins to walk to and fro more vehemently, and to become more agitated; he throws away his sash and sword.) Farewell the prince's service! LOUISA. My God! what mean you! FERDINAND. I am hot, and oppressed. I would be more at ease. LOUISA. Drink! drink! it will cool you. FERDINAND. That it will,
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