SEELCHEN. [From the window seat] It was hard for him here. I thought.
He goes up to her, stays a moment looking down then bends and
kisses her hungrily.
SEELCHEN. Art thou angry?
He does not answer, but turning out the lamp, goes into an inner room.
SEELCHEN sits gazing through the window at the peaks bathed in full moonlight. Then, drawing the blankets about her, she snuggles doom on the window seat.
SEELCHEN. [In a sleepy voice] They kissed me—both. [She sleeps]
The scene falls quite dark
SCENE II
The scene is slowly illumined as by dawn. SEELCHEN is still lying on the window seat. She sits up, freeing her face and hands from the blankets, changing the swathings of deep sleep for the filmy coverings of a dream. The wall of the hut has vanished; there is nothing between her and the three mountains veiled in mist, save a through of darkness. There, as the peaks of the mountains brighten, they are seen to have great faces.
SEELCHEN. Oh! They have faces!