Yes, light.... Is that the ring?
He
No, it is the sea and the sun ... what a sun! Don't you feel that you are the foam, white sea-foam, and you are flying to the sun? You feel light, you have no body, you are flying higher, my love!
Consuelo
I am flying. I am the sea-foam, and this is the sun, it shines ... so strong.... I feel well.
[She dies. Silence. HE stays a moment with lifted arms, then takes a long look, lets his arms fall, and shakingly goes off to one side. He stands still for a moment, then sits down, drops hit head on his hands, and struggles lonesomely with the torpidity of coming death.]
Briquet
[Slowly]: She has fallen asleep, Mother?
Zinida
[Dropping the dead hand]: I am afraid not.... Step aside, Louis. Baron, it is better for you to step aside. Baron! Do you hear me? [Weeps.] She is dead, Louis.