But he must have great power--I am sure of it! He's always so quiet, and says so little--yet one feels there's a great fire inside--and sometimes it blazes up.
Beata (laughing).
What do you know about it?
Ellen.
Oh, I know. It's just the same with-- Mother, how can people bear life sometimes? It's so beautiful one simply can't breathe!
Beata (with emotion).
Yes, it is beautiful. And even when it's nothing but pain and fear and renunciation, even then it's still beautiful, Ellen.
Ellen (alarmed).
Mother--what is the matter?
Beata.