ALICE. Think of it, that flowers can grow out of dirt!
The LIEUTENANT in from the right.
ALICE. Well?
LIEUTENANT. Yes, Miss Judith——
ALICE. Is the feeling of those letters that form her name so sweet on your lips that it makes you forget him who is dying?
LIEUTENANT. Yes, but she said——
ALICE. She? Say rather Judith then! But first of all—how goes it in there?
LIEUTENANT. Oh, in there—it's all over!
ALICE. All over? O, God, on my own behalf and that of all mankind, I thank Thee for having freed us from this evil! Your arm, if you please—I want to go outside and get a breath—breathe!
[The LIEUTENANT offers his arm.