ANNABELLE. (shaken, but doubting) For how long?
THE ANGEL. For ever. . . .
ANNABELLE. (in his arms) Darling!
THE ANGEL. I am so ignorant! There is something I want to do right now, only I do not know how to go about it properly.
He bends shyly toward her lips.
ANNABELLE. I will teach you.
She kisses him.
THE ANGEL. Heaven was nothing to this. They kiss again. . . . Enter Jimmy, with an old suit of clothes over his arm. He pauses in dumbfounderment. At last he regains his voice.
JIMMY. Well! They look up. Neither of them is perturbed.
THE ANGEL. (blandly) Has something happened to annoy you? (Jimmy shakes the clothes at him in an outraged gesture.) Oh, my new costume. Thank you so much!