AUDR. How strange you don't remember! Oh, my God, if I could forget! MICH. (_apart from her_). Oh, my God, if I could forget! (_A long pause. He comes to her._) I have one awful thought--I am bound to you--There is but one of us--I never felt it more than at this moment--And yet the awful thought comes to me--if by any decree we should be put asunder hereafter--if we should be parted then! AUDR. Don't you dread being parted now--now this moment? Don't you dread being unhappy here--here on this earth? MICH. I will not think of that. I have vowed! AUDR. You don't love me! You don't love me! You don't love me! MICH. If I had ten thousand worlds I'd sell them all and buy your soul. But I will keep the vow I have vowed. You are the holiest thing on earth to me. I will keep you white and stainless from me. AUDR. You'll never forget me. MICH. I have forgotten you. AUDR. You'll never forget me. MICH. (_same cold tone, going up the altar steps_). I have forgotten you. (_Stands with his back to her for a few moments._) AUDR. (_with a gesture of resignation_). You'll let me put a bunch or two of flowers about the church before I go? MICH. If I asked you not---- AUDR. I should obey you. MICH. I do ask you not---- AUDR. Very well. It's hard lines that I mayn't decorate my own church. MICH. I have another request to make--a favour to beg of you. AUDR. It's done, whatever it is. But make it some great thing--something very hard and desperate, that I may show you there's nothing I would not do if you ask it. MICH. It's something very simple. I'm going to ask you not to be present at the dedication service to-morrow. AUDR. But I came on purpose---- MICH. I beg you not. I have a strong reason. You won't come? AUDR. Not if you wish me to stay away. Shall I see you after to-morrow? MICH. After to-morrow I leave Cleveheddon for ever. AUDR. Where are you going? MICH. I don't know. AUDR. It doesn't matter, I shall find you out. MICH. You'll follow me? AUDR. Yes--all over this world, and the ten thousand others. I shall follow you. You'll find me always with you, clawing at your heart. Au revoir. (_Takes up her basket of roses, going out with them by transept, stops._) Do let me put some flowers on the altar--just to remind you. Your memory is so bad, you know. (_He raises his hand very quietly and turns his back on her. She stands very quiet and hopeless for a few seconds, then takes up the basket of flowers, goes a step or two towards transept, turns._) AUDR. I'm going to be very ill after this. (_He stands at altar in an attitude of prayer, his back to her._) Do you hear, I'm going to be very ill? There's a little string in my heart--I've just heard it snap. (_Pause._) If I were dying and I sent for you, would you come? MICH. (_after a long pause, very quietly_). Yes. (_Pause._)