The miracle of Saint Anthony

by Maurice Maeterlinck

Gustave

This is all very well, but meanwhile we’re standing in the devil of a draught.... Come, take him to the station and let’s have an end of this.

Virginie

(Returning with an enormous umbrella, which she offers to Saint Anthony.) Here’s my umbrella.

Saint Anthony

(Showing his hands.) They’ve fastened my hands.

Virginie

I’ll hold it for you. (Standing on the threshold, she opens the umbrella to shelter Saint Anthony, who goes out between the two Policemen, followed by the Commissary. The Saint’s halo shines under the umbrella; and the group moves away over the snow in the garden.)

Gustave