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[Vehemently.]  Have you any choice at all! Still the Judgment, gathering force! Trust you wholly in God's Call? Yes! [Grasps her hand firmly.]       And now 'tis yours to give Final sentence: Die or live! Go where God has fix'd your course     [Pause.

Late we linger: let us go.

[Voiceless.]

Shall our way be?

[Silent.]

[Pointing to the garden-gate.]

So?

[Pointing to the house-door.]

Nay,—so!