ABLAMORE.
Do not cry out…. Do not cry out so…. Come, we will open the shutters…. You cannot see here. Alladine!… She is already sitting up. Alladine, come too…. Do you see, my children, it is dark in the room. It is as dark here as if we were a thousand feet under the ground. But I open one of the shutters, and behold! All the light of the sky and the sun!… It does not need much effort; the light is full of good-will…. It suffices that one call it; it always obeys…. Have you seen the river with its little islands between the meadows in flower?… The sky is a crystal ring to-day…. Alladine! Palomides, come see…. Draw both of you near Paradise…. You must kiss each other in the new light…. I bear you no ill-will. You did what was ordained; and so did I…. Lean out a moment from the open window, and look once more at the sweet green things…. [A silence. He closes the shutter without a word.]