Jean—Have loved me!—
Angelica—I have begun to love you. Love for you has begun in my heart, and what is begun must go on. You are you! I see it in the light from the great eye of The World Above, and if you are you, what matters anything you or all the people in The World Above could tell me? You are you, that is enough!
Jean—But is it better to know that I am I, though my face or even the whole of me changes, is it better to know this than to know anything else in the world? Is it better? Is it? O let me hear you say!
Angelica—(She laughs a soft laugh of contentment;) It is so! It is better!
Jean—You are you, and I am I, and we are together, together, together! (She throws her arms around his neck and lets her head rest against his. He draws her close to his side. Then they rest for a long time in quiet and finally she turns and looks again toward the light at the opening of the gallery.)
Angelica—(Whispering.) The light! I cannot look upon it, but I know it is the light!
Jean—(Softly). Yes, dear, it is the light from The World Above, shining in on us as we sit here together.
Angelica—(Whispering.) Together! Shall we be always together?
Jean—Always, dear, so long as you are you and I am I!
Angelica—And shall you be always you?