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Speak, for my heart is full

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You would follow her to the ends of the earth. You have already followed her to Cyprus. Wherever the soldiering life takes her husband, she will follow, and you will follow her, and be damned to your husband. You would follow her into the next world, through purgatory, to hell itself. Your only fear is that you may not follow her to heaven.

You love her more than life itself, would die for her. The filched handkerchief is a guilty stain upon your heart. To die is only justice, for your sin caused her death, and calls for your life.