MICH. What is it you want?
AUDR. I want to live again! I’ve never lived but those few months when we were learning to love each other! I want to feel that fierce breeze on my cheek that blew us together! Do you remember when we stood on the cliff hand in hand? And we shrieked and laughed down the wind like mad children? Do you remember?
MICH. No.
AUDR. No? Nor the wonderful pale sunrise, with the lemon and green lakes of light, and then the path of diamonds all across the sea? Don’t you remember?
MICH. No.
AUDR. How strange you don’t remember! Oh, my God, if I could forget!
MICH. (apart from her). Oh, my God, if I could forget! (A long pause. He comes to her.) I have one awful thought—I am bound to you—There is but one of us—I never felt it more than at this moment—And yet the awful thought comes to me—if by any decree we should be put asunder hereafter—if we should be parted then!
AUDR. Don’t you dread being parted now—now this moment? Don’t you dread being unhappy here—here on this earth?
MICH. I will not think of that. I have vowed!