Yvette
I’ll go—I’ll go with you.
Ye fruit trees and thou fountain, fare ye well!
[Exeunt Yvette, Séraphine, Nanon. The door
swings to. Lightning and thunder. Sister Fidelis
appears in the convent door.
Voices (dying away)
Aux armes, Citoyens!
Formez vos bataillons!
CURTAIN