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Oh, grant me forgiveness!



Never can I forgive you. Come!

[Exeunt both.

They’ll never be happy again.



That they won’t.



And Vandergold won’t either. If you ask me, his life isn’t worth a brass farthing now.



His life? Why, Vandergold doesn’t need to be afraid.



Vandergold had better look out for himself. That chap won’t give him any quarter.



Vandergold isn’t afraid of anyone now. Vandergold is dead.



Vandergold dead?



Vandergold got killed on the home front.



Then it was that chap, after all?