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Two Ways of Love.
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Tom—
Is this some joke? Or are you only mad?

Adrienne—
I may be mad, but I shall marry him.

Tom—
Never, while I am here above the ground
To stop it. Adrienne——

Adrienne—I love him, Tom.
Just pause a moment, realise with me
The meaning of it. I, yes, Adrienne,
Even I—I love him, and I swear
As surely as I live, as this warm blood
Leaps to my cheek, that I shall marry him.

Tom—
You cannot marry him. You know——

Adrienne—I know!
And do you think I am so poor a thing
That I shall stand abashed by such a bar?
An empty mockery! A pagan rite!
A shibboleth of words, as hollow as