AUDR. Memories? (Long sigh.) A few bright ones, and many sad ones.
MICH. Your past life was not happy?
AUDR. (a little shudder of recollection). No. And yours? Tell me——
MICH. What?
AUDR. Something about your past life, something you’ve never told to a living creature.
MICH. When I was twenty——
AUDR. Stay—what were you like when you were twenty? (Shuts her eyes, puts her hand over them.) Now I can see you when you were twenty.
MICH. Is there anyone with me?
AUDR. No, I can’t see her. What was she like? Fair or dark?