Richard.
You deny that we have sinned----?
Beata.
I deny nothing. I affirm nothing. I stand on the farther shore of life, and look over at you with a smile. Oh, Richard, Richard (she laughs), did you ever really think I had given you up? I never gave you up. I never ceased to long for you, passionately, feverishly, day and night, when you were away and when you were near me--always, always--and all the while I was playing the cool, quiet friend, biting my lips to keep the words back, and crushing down my rebellious heart--yes, and through it all I was so happy--so unspeakably, supremely happy----
Richard (going up to her).
Take care, dear. You mustn't excite yourself. I shall have to send you home.
Beata.
(Letting her head sink on his breast with a happy smile.) Home? This is home.
Richard.
They will be wondering where you are. They may send here to find you.