THORDIS Look.
EGIL How have you dared to trust me?
THORDIS When have we ever ceased to trust you?
EGIL “We”?
THORDIS Arfi and I. Oh, he is very wise. His judgment is as gracious as a child’s That in the wonderland of its own wisdom Imagines nothing baser than itself.
EGIL But I am baser.
THORDIS Hath it proved so?
EGIL [After a pause.] No! No; thanks to you and him and my own pain, It shall not prove so. This at last is power And innocence; this—this at last is freedom. Now when I clasp your hand I clasp his also— My saviour’s; now beneath your face, for shrine, I will confess my spirit to you both, For are you not my gods? You have created My heaven and hell, and builded my path heavenward. Now from your eyes nothing—nothing within This heart shall be concealed.
THORDIS [Smiling.] What then is your secret?
[On the edge of the scene, left, unobserved by them, reappears the human Shadow.]