ROSAMUND. Didst thou so answer her? ALMACHILDES. ALMACHILDES. I might not well Answer at all. ROSAMUND. ROSAMUND. Poor maid, she hath loved amiss. Belike she thought to find in thee a man’s Love. ALMACHILDES. ALMACHILDES. That she hath found; nought meaner than a man’s; No wolfish lust of ravenous insolence To soil and spoil her of her noblest name. ROSAMUND. ROSAMUND. I do not ask thee what she said. I know. ALMACHILDES. ALMACHILDES. I knew thou didst. ROSAMUND. ROSAMUND. To make your bridal sure She bade thee make thy bride of her to-night.