(Kindly) Let me persuade you to be hanged, Mr. Anderson?

JUDITH (sick with horror). My God!

RICHARD (to Judith). Your promise! (To Burgoyne) Thank you,
General: that view of the case did not occur to me before. To
oblige you, I withdraw my objection to the rope. Hang me, by all
means.

BURGOYNE (smoothly). Will 12 o'clock suit you, Mr. Anderson?

RICHARD. I shall be at your disposal then, General.

BURGOYNE (rising). Nothing more to be said, gentlemen. (They all
rise.)

JUDITH (rushing to the table). Oh, you are not going to murder a
man like that, without a proper trial--without thinking of what
you are doing--without-- (She cannot find words.)

RICHARD. Is this how you keep your promise?

JUDITH. If I am not to speak, you must. Defend yourself: save
yourself: tell them the truth.

RICHARD (worriedly). I have told them truth enough to hang me ten
times over. If you say another word you will risk other lives;
but you will not save mine.

BURGOYNE. My good lady, our only desire is to save