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Rosmer.
I go with you, I say.
Rebecca.
To the foot-bridge, yes. You know you never dare go out upon it.
Rosmer.
Have you noticed that?
Rebecca.
[Sadly and brokenly.] Yes.—It was that that made my love hopeless.
Rosmer.
Rebecca,—now I lay my hand on your head—[Does so]—and I wed you as my true wife.
Rebecca.
[Takes both his hands, and bows her head towards his breast.] Thanks, Rosmer. [Lets him go.] And now I will go—gladly.
Rosmer.
Man and wife should go together.
Rebecca.
Only to the bridge, Rosmer.
Rosmer.
Out on to it too. As far as you go—so far shall I go with you. For now I dare.
Rebecca.
Are you absolutely certain—that this way is the best for you?
