Michael and His Lost Angel: A Play in Five Acts

by Henry Arthur Jones

AUDR. No—I’ll come soon.

(Accompanying her along transept. Exit MILLY by transept. AUDRIE stands listening. MICHAEL comes forward a step or two.)

AUDR. (in the transept). Are you there?

(He comes forward; she goes towards him; they stand for a moment or two looking at each other.)

AUDR. Are you deaf? I thought it was only your memory that was gone.

MICH. Why have you come here?

AUDR. Mayn’t I come into my own church? And such a sinner as I am?

MICH. Forgive me. You know how welcome I would make you—if I dared.

AUDR. Then you don’t dare? Then I’m not welcome?