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Criospa. Yes! yes! of course, but only by my
making.
Maurya. Was not my birth miraculous ? and strange
The death of the old people of this house
That left you guardian¢
CRrIOosDA. Yes, girl, that was strange.
Maurya. Then, is the power that makes me in the
end
True Goddess Maurya, yours, yours only ?
Crriospa. [Solemnly.| No !
Stop ! ask no more! There lies the awful crux.
Blind are fate’s eyes, and pinioned are will’s wings.
In you the whole chance lies.
Maurya. In me?
CRIOSDA. In you.
Maurya. _ I will do all to win !
CRIOSDA. Do all?
Maurya. Do all.
Crrospa. Ah then! No, no, it is not yet enough.
Not definite yet. Stop! fool, shall I hint and ruin all
with a word? Backwards or forwards, the blow goes
home either way. [Looks at her with keen fierce eyes.]
Ah !
Maurya. [4 little frightened.| Come, O my brother !
It is time to go. |
Criospa. No! leave me. It is but an hour.
[Maurya smiles ; leaves her hand a little in his,
and so passes out slowly through the open
door with her eyes fixed in love and trust on