The man in whom I always have believed …
(Pause, then meditating painfully.)
When I again recall before my soul
How he behaved towards the Mystic League …
How of himself and Ahriman he spake——
(Theodora is lost in contemplation, and stares blankly into space, as if her spirit were absent.)
Strader:
O Theodora … what dost thou … see now.…
Curtain