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a heart-whole ecstasy that withers, and scorches, and burns, and stings! [sadly] It is my duty. GROS. Admirable girl! But you are not happy with him? PATIENCE Happy? I am miserable beyond description! GROS. That's right! I never can be yours; but that's right! PATIENCE But go now. I see dear Reginald approaching. Farewell, dear Archibald; I cannot tell you how happy it has made me to know that you still love me. GROS. Ah, if I only dared-- [advancing towards her] PATIENCE Sir! this language to one who is promised to another! [tenderly] Oh, Archibald, think of me sometimes, for my heart is breaking! He is unkind to me, and you would be so loving! GROS. Loving! [advancing towards her] PATIENCE Advance one step, and as I am a good and pure woman, I scream! [tenderly] Farewell, Archibald! [sternly] Stop there! [tenderly] Think of me sometimes! [angrily] Advance at your peril! Once more, adieu! [GROSVENOR sighs, gazes sorrowfully at her, sighs deeply, and exits, R. She bursts into tears.] [Enter BUNTHORNE, followed by JANE. He is moody and preoccupied.] In a doleful train (Solo) Jane JANE In a doleful train One and one I walk all day; For I love in vain-- None so sorrowful as they Who can only sigh and say, Woe is me, alackaday! BUN. [seeing PATIENCE] Crying, eh? What are you crying about? PATIENCE I've only been thinking how dearly I love you! BUN. Love me! Bah! JANE Love him! Bah! BUN. [to JANE] Don't you interfere. JANE He always crushes me! PATIENCE [going to him] What is the matter, dear Reginald? If you have any sorrow, tell it to me, that I may share it with you. [sighing] It is my duty! BUN. [snappishly] Whom were you talking with just now? PATIENCE With dear Archibald. BUN. [furiously] With dear Archibald! Upon my honour, this is too much! JANE A great deal too much! BUN. [angrily to JANE] Do be quiet! JANE Crushed again! PATIENCE I think he is the noblest, purest, and most perfect being I have ever met. But I don't love him. It is true that he is devotedly attached to me, but I don't love him. Whenever he grows affectionate, I scr
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