MARIE BRUIN
I always loved her world—and yet—and yet—
(Sinks into his arms.)
THE CHILD (from the door)
White bird, white bird, come with me, little bird.
MARIE BRUIN
She calls to me!
THE CHILD
Come with me, little bird!
MARIE BRUIN
I can hear songs and dancing!
SHAWN BRUIN
Stay with me!
MARIE BRUIN
I think that I would stay—and yet—and yet—
THE CHILD
Come, little bird with crest of gold!
MARIE BRUIN (very softly)
And yet—