Matthew: Would you stay, if I ask you to?
Mary: Matthew, don't be mad. You know by yourself ...we ...carry more luggage.... And what about the late Mr. Pumoke? Won't he resurrect himself every time we argued?
Mary: You mean you've forgiven me.
Matthew: No, I haven't forgiven you.
Mary: Well, then?
Matthew: I haven't forgiven you because I don't believe you need my forgiveness. You've lived your life and I've lived mine. Now it's time we lived them together.
Mary: We've been on the edge so many times Matthew. Please don't take me there again unless you're sure.
Matthew: I'm sure.
Mary: And your vows to the memory of Lavinia?
Matthew: I was wrong. I don't think she wants us to be sad. She was someone who never caused the ... of sorrow in her whole life.
Mary: I agree.
Matthew: And, will you...?
Mary: You must say it properly. I won't answer unless you kneel down and everything.
Matthew: Lady Mary Crowley, will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?