The words of truth are strong, inexorable;—
He has no hearing whom they cannot move.
See,—every one of them’s a child of Love—!
[Stops in confusion.
That is—you understand—I would have said—!
Miss Jay [fanning herself with her handkerchief].
This is a very mystical oration!
Falk.
There you yourself provide the demonstration,—
A good old Norse one, sound, true-born, homebred.