SGAN. You espouse my cause with too much kindness, but everybody is
not so charitably disposed; for many, who have already heard of my
sufferings, so far from taking my part, only laugh at me.
CEL. Can anything be more base than this vile deed? or can a punishment
be discovered such as he deserves? Does he think he is worthy to live,
after polluting himself with such treachery? O Heaven! is it possible?
SGAN. It is but too true.
CEL. O traitor, villain, deceitful, faithless wretch!
SGAN. What a kind-hearted creature!
CEL. No, no, hell has not tortures enough to punish you sufficiently
for your guilt!
SGAN. How well she talks!
CEL. Thus to abuse both innocence and goodness!
SGAN. (_Sighing aloud_). Ah!
CEL. A heart which never did the slightest action deserving of being
treated with such insult and contempt.
SGAN. That's true.
CEL. Who far from... but it is too much; nor can this heart endure the
thought of it without feeling on the rack.
SGAN. My dear lady, do not distress yourself so much; it pierces my very
soul to see you grieve so at my misfortune.
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