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Do you forbid me to go?

No.

[From the garden.] Come quickly, Master Archie! Your tea is waiting on you.

Tell me not to go and I will not.

[Without looking at her.] Decide yourself.

Will you blame me then?

[Excitedly.] No, no! I will not blame you. You are free. I cannot blame you.

I did not deceive you.

[Quickly.] Well, did you ask her?