Michael and His Lost Angel: A Play in Five Acts

by Henry Arthur Jones

MARK. Yes, certainly.

MICH. I’m glad you both think that. To-morrow before the dedication service begins, I shall stand where I’m standing now and confess that I have been guilty of deadly sin and deceit. Then I shall go out from this place and never return.

(They come away from him, staring at him in speechless surprise for some moments.)

SIR LYOLF. But—Good Heaven!—what have you done?

MICH. (after a long pause). Guess.

SIR LYOLF. But you won’t proclaim yourself?

MICH. Yes.

SIR LYOLF. But your career—your reputation—your opportunities of doing good——

MARK. Have you thought what this will mean to you, to us, to the church?

MICH. I have thought of nothing else for many months past.