The Woman
Bone of one bone, and flesh of one flesh....
The Voice
Spirit of one spirit! The flesh we have put away.
The Woman
That, too, Paul. Oh the glory of it! So be my happiness that I shall not wish it changed, even before the Throne!
The Voice
I have given you happiness?
The Woman
Perfect happiness, Paul. I am happy, happier than I ever was before. But before I go home from here for the last time, turn on the light, Paul, that we may be to each other always as the wonder of this moment. For the last time, Paul. Paul?... Paul? Where are you? Why don't you answer?... Paul! (She turns on the light. It is a studio. At the piano, fallen forward upon the keys, sits the body of a man. There is a revolver on the floor beside him.) Paul!... As I saw him! Is this my happiness. Oh God, must I?