There's worse to come.
[_They make off, and leave_ SYLVAN _shouting_.
KATRINA _runs in_.
_Katrina_.
Dear Heaven! Were they robbers? Have they hurt you?
[_She releases him. He stands up_.
_Sylvan_.
Katrina!
_Katrina_.
Sylvan!
_Sylvan_.
How did you plot this?
I thought I'd put leagues between you and me.
_Katrina_.
Why have you come here?
_Sylvan_.
To find you, it seems.
But what you're doing here, that I'ld like to know.
_Katrina_.
I came to see my grandmother: she lives
All by herself, poor grannam, and it's time
She had some help about the house, and care.
_Sylvan_.
Let's have a better tale. You followed me.
_Katrina_.
Sylvan, how dare you make me out so vile?
_Sylvan_.
How dare you mean to make this body of mine
A thing with no thought in it but your beauty?
_Katrina_.
You shall not speak so wickedly. You've had
The half of my truth only: here's the whole.
It was from you I fled! I hoped to make
My grannam's lonely cottage something safe
From you and what I hated in you.
_Sylvan_.
Love?--
Ah, so it's all useless.
_Katrina_.
I feared to know
You wanted me,--horribly I feared it.
And now you've found me out.
_Sylvan_.
Is this the truth?--
No help for it, then.
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