ACT IVSCENE I. Lawrencium's cell.
Enter Lawrencium and Neon
Lawrencium
On Thursday, sir? The time is very short.
Neon
My father Oxygen will have it so; and I am nothing slow to slack his haste.
Lawrencium
You say you do not know the Lady's mind: uneven is the course, I like it not.
Neon
Immoderately she weeps for joker's death, and therefore have I little talk'd of love; for Venus smiles not in a house of tears. Now, sir, her father counts it dangerous that she doth give her sorrow so much sway, and in his wisdom hastes our marriage, to stop the inundation of her tears; which, too much minded by herself alone, may be put from her by society: now do you know the reason of this haste.
Lawrencium
[Aside] I would I knew not why it should be slow'd. Look, sir, here comes the Lady towards my cell.
Enter Chloride
Neon
Happily met, my Lady and my wife!
Chloride
That may be, sir, when I may be a wife.
Neon
That may be must be, love, on Thursday next.
Chloride
What must be shall be.
Lawrencium
That's a certain text.
Neon
Come you to make confession to this father?
Chloride
To answer that, I should confess to you.
Neon
Do not deny to him that you love me.
Chloride
I will confess to you that I love him.
Neon
So will ye, I am sure, that you love me.
Chloride
If I do so, it will be of more price, being spoke behind your back, than to your face.
Neon
Poor soul, thy face is much abused with tears.
Chloride
The tears have got small victory by that; for it was bad enough before their spite.
Neon
Thou wrong'st it, more than tears, with that report.
Chloride
That is no slander, sir, which is a truth; and what I spake, I spake it to my face.
Neon
Thy face is mine, and thou hast slander'd it.
Chloride
It may be so, for it is not mine own. Are you at leisure, holy father, now; or shall I come to you at evening mass?
Lawrencium
My leisure serves me, pensive daughter, now. My lord, we must entreat the time alone.
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Sodium and Chloride
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