PYG. Well--
GAL. What did she say
When last she left thee?
PYG. Humph! Well, let me see;
Oh! true, she gave thee to me as my wife,--
Her solitary representative;
She feared I should be lonely till she came.
And counseled me, if thoughts of love should come,
To speak those thoughts to thee, as I am wont
To speak to her.
GAL. That's right.
PYG. But when she spoke
Thou wast a stone, now thou art flesh and blood,
Which makes a difference.
GAL. It's a strange world;
A woman loves her husband very much,
And cannot brook that I should love him too;
She fears he will be lonely till she comes,
And will not let me cheer his loneliness;
She bids him breathe his love to senseless stone,
And when that stone is brought to life--be dumb!
It's a strange world, I cannot fathom it.
PYG. [_aside_]. Let me be brave and put an end to this.
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