The Betrothal: A Sequel to the Blue Bird; A Fairy Play in Five Acts and Eleven ScenesMaeterlinck, Maurice
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The Betrothal: A Sequel to the Blue Bird; A Fairy Play in Five Acts and Eleven Scenes
Maeterlinck, Maurice
Fairy plays; French drama -- Translations into English
(_Amazed_.) Hullo!... What's the matter with her?... She seems quite in
a hurry to-day and moves like an angel.
(_Enter next_ MILETTE, BELLINE, ROSELLE _and_ ROSARELLE, _followed
by_ AIMETTE _and_ Jalline, _who are supporting_ DESTINY _between
them. He is now a head shorter than_ TYLTYL, _wears the same tragic
costume as before, seems very weary and sinks down on a heap of
snow_.)
TYLTYL
(_Going to him, with a certain solicitude_.) Are you ill?
DESTINY
I? Not at all: I am always the same, I am unchangeable.... But when you
alone are responsible for everything, when you have to manage
everything, direct everything and foresee everything and when nobody
helps you (_casting an aggressive eye on_ LIGHT), you are entitled to a
moment's rest.... I therefore order a halt. It is decided irrevocably:
to-day we go no farther.
LIGHT Admirable! And so it shall be, for we have arrived; and with
Destiny's permission, we shall find ourselves, without taking another
step, among the children who are awaiting us....
(_The curtain parts and opens upon the next scene_.)
SCENE IX
_The Abode of the Children_
_The immense halls, the lofty vaults, the infinite perspectives of
arches and columns of the Kingdom of the Future in "The Blue Bird";
but this time, it being the nuptial hour, everything is of a soft,
milky white, gleaming and transparent. The radiant shapes of
amber-coloured light bathe in unspeakable gladness all the things
that they touch; and everywhere are signs of a deep and unfaltering
joy. The boundless horizon stretches towards the veiled white of
the Milky Way, the ether quivering with myriads of unknown stars_.
(_When the curtain opens_, TYLTYL, LIGHT, DESTINY _and_ THE SIX
GIRLS _are in the foreground, on the right, at the foot of one of
the alabaster columns supporting the entrance-arch. They take a few
steps into the immense deserted hall, while_ THE WHITE PHANTOM
_hides timidly behind the column_.)
TYLTYL
(_A little disappointed_.) There's nobody here!...
LIGHT
I know why it is. There are several doors; as you were all very tired, I
chose the one that was nearest. They are probably waiting for us at the
principal entrance.
TYLTYL
How shall we let them know?
LIGHT
The atmosphere will do that: here everything is known immediately and
every event happens everywhere at the same moment.
TYLTYL
It's a very fine place, this: splendid large rooms and a very high
ceiling; lots of light and air....
LIGHT
And it's still always inside yourself.
TYLTYL
What, this is inside me too?
LIGHT
Why, yes; of course it is.
TYLTYL
Very well, then; that's all right. Please step in: you're very welcome.
Won't you sit down while you wait?
LIGHT
We shall not have long to wait, for I believe they have seen us.
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