Mar. Oh, Mary is her name. And that old man is Joseph.
Abel. And the same We saw just now?
Mar. Hush.... Yes.... Look on her face.... [They come a step nearer crib. Now speak aloud....
Abel. Hail! Mary, full of grace! The Lord is with thee. Blessed art thou above All women.—Martha, Martha, may I move A little nearer?
Mar. Yes.[They move a step nearer.
Abel. And blest thy Son Whose name is—Sister, now I have begun I know not how to end.
Mar. Call Him the best Of all the names you know.
Abel. Why all the rest Are not so good as Jesus; for that is The word for Saviour. Will that do for His?
Mar. Yes, call him Jesus.
Abel. Blest is this thy Child Whose name is Jesus. Hail, O Mary mild! [Mary turns very slowly, smiling; makes the sign of the Cross, and turns again to adore. Abel. Oh! Martha, did you see the sign she made?