It's she!... It's she!... It's mummy!... Where was she?... Did you know her?... I should think so! I should think so!... You too? Yes, I too, I too!... You're taking up all the room!... You're kissing her all the time!... It's not fair, it's my turn!... She's my mummy too!... We looked for you so hard!... We waited for you so long!... She is lovely, isn't she?... She's the loveliest of them all!... There's no one like her!... Tell us, tell us!... What?... I love you! Do you love me?... Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss!... What sweet things mummies are!... How delicious it is to kiss!... To think one didn't know!... All for us, all for us!... The only happiness!... You're everything in the world to us, we're everything in the world to you!... I dote on you!... I say, do you know me? I shall be the second.... And I the third.... And I the last!... Kiss me first, I shall have the longest to wait!... She's laughing!... She's happy too!... Answer us, speak to us!... Your arm, I want to feel your arm round my neck!... Mine too, mine too!... Don't go away, whatever you do!... We don't know where we are, we're mad with delight!... We can't wait any longer!... (_While they are thus kissing and talking, the other_, BIGGER CHILDREN, _those of the future generations, gradually return and fill the halls again. The first arrivals stop behind the group formed by_ THE MOTHER _and_ THE SIX LITTLE ONES; _and whispers are heard and rise from the growing crowd_: "They've found her!... They've found her!.... It's she!... How happy they are!... How beautiful she is!... How kind she looks!... Can we kiss her?... Wait, wait, it's their turn now!... Ours will come!..." TYLTYL, _followed by_ LIGHT, THE SIX GIRLS _and_ DESTINY, _now enters the hall_. THE CHILDREN _fall back to let him pass_. THE SMALLEST OF THEM ALL _sees him first, goes to him and, taking him by the hand, leads him to_ THE MOTHER.) THE SMALLEST OF THEM ALL (_Gravely_.) It is she.... I found her.... (THE MOTHER _rises and stands in front of_ TYLTYL.) ANOTHER LITTLE ONE Do you recognize her? (TYLTYL _hesitates, passes his hand over his forehead, vainly searches his memory_.) TYLTYL Not yet.... She's beautiful! ANOTHER LITTLE ONE Kiss her; it's she. ANOTHER LITTLE ONE There is no other. THE SMALLEST OF THEM ALL We want no other. TYLTYL (_Taking_ THE MOTHER'S _hand_.) Where do you come from?... Who are you?... Where have I seen you before?... I can't remember.... (THE MOTHER _does not reply. Her colour comes and goes, her eyes open and shut, her life fluctuates with the ebb and flow of the memory which she strives to awaken_.) THE SMALLEST OF THEM ALL Take care! You're hurting her! (THE OTHER LITTLE ONES _form a line in front of her as though to defend her_.) A LITTLE ONE Go away! ANOTHER LITTLE ONE Go away! You sha'n't have her until you know her! ANOTHER LITTLE ONE