[Eagerly.] But it didn’t. That’s just it. You noticed your mother’s face yourself. Notwithstanding all her grief she’s happy. Do you know why?
John.
Why?
Sylvia.
[As though suddenly inspired.] Because when he’d received the Blessed Sacrament the fear of death left him. He was once more a brave and gallant gentleman. He had no dread any longer of the perilous journey before him. He was happy to die.
John.
[More gently.] Is that true? Dear father, I’m very glad.
Sylvia.
It was a miracle. It was a miracle.
John.