PATRICIA._) And these two?
MRS. O’FARREL.
Best leave them alone.
DEAN.
No, no!...
(_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?
MICHAEL.
I don’t see what else there is to do.... Patricia!
LADY PATRICIA.
Michael!... Repentance is very exquisite, and how beautiful is
forgiveness. Come....
(_Followed at a respectful distance by BALDWIN, they go
out together in silence side by side, and the Curtain
falls as they pass under the gateway._)
THE END.
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