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[From the bedroom.] You have not gone?

No.

I am in the dark here. I must light the lamp.

[As before.] Do you like the effect of the light?

O, yes.

Can you admire it from where you are?

Yes, quite well.

It was for you.

[Confused.] I am not worthy even of that.

[Clearly, harshly.] Love's labour lost.

[Rising nervously.] Robert!

Yes?

Come here, quickly! Quickly, I say!