(Goes up to Michael and Lady Patricia, while Mrs. O’Farrel goes out; John, standing near the door, waits for the Dean.)
Are you not going to join us in church? (A pause.) My dear friends, on such a morning as this we should all sing the Te Deum, and forget everything but the joy of being alive....
(He looks smilingly from one to the other, then goes out, followed by John. Robert waits at the door. A pause. Baldwin stands hesitating. Lady Patricia turns to Michael.)
Lady Patricia.
Michael!...
Michael.
Yes.
Lady Patricia.
Under the great rose window in the south transept our pew is now full of purple and amber lights and shafts of chrysoprase. Shall we not sit there again together?