ROXANE:
Ever.

THE DUKE:
Still faithful?

ROXANE:
Still.

THE DUKE (after a pause):
Am I forgiven?

ROXANE:
Ay, since I am here.

(Another pause.)

THE DUKE:
His was a soul, you say?. . .

ROXANE:
Ah!--when you knew him!

THE DUKE:
Ah, may be!. . .I, perchance, too little knew him!
. . .And his last letter, ever next your heart?

ROXANE:
Hung from this chain, a gentle scapulary.