What?... (_He looks from one to the other; pause_) Really I like that. Indeed, I do. I think both of you are splendid--but especially you, Cecilia--and, of course, there is nothing else left for you to do now. PETER (_enters, carrying some of his puppets_) Papa! Mamma! I can play theater beautifully. Won't you come and look? Oh, please come! CECILIA (_strokes his hair_) AMADEUS (_remains standing at some distance from them_) ALBERT Well, isn't this just like life--the life you are always talking of! This should be the moment when you had to fall into each others' arms with absolute certainty, if you had had the luck to be imaginatively created--that is, not by me, of course. CECILIA No, the boy means too much to both of us to make that possible--don't you think so, Amadeus? AMADEUS (_losing control of himself after a glance at Peter_) All at once to be alone in the world again--it's a thought I can hardly face! CECILIA But we shall be somewhere in that world, you know--your child, and the mother of your child. We are not parting as enemies, after all.... (_With a smile_) I am even ready to come here and sing that Solo of yours--although we shall not be able to study it together. AMADEUS It's more than I can bear...! CECILIA It will have to be borne. We must work--both of us. ALBERT (_to Amadeus_) Yes, and it remains to be seen what effect a real sorrow like this may have on you. It's just what you have lacked so far. I expect you'll get a lot out of it. In a sense, I might almost envy you. PETER What's the matter?... Look here, mamma, how they jump about! That's the king, and this is the devil. ALBERT Come on, sonny, and play your piece to _me_. But I insist that the hero must either marry in the end, or be carried off by the devil. In either case you can go home quite satisfied when the curtain drops. (_He goes out with Peter_) CECILIA (_after a glance at Amadeus, starts to follow them_) AMADEUS Cecilia! CECILIA (_turns back_) AMADEUS (_passionately_) Why didn't you show me the door, Cecilia, when you knew...? CECILIA Well, _did_ I know?... I have loved you, Amadeus. And all I wanted, perhaps, was that the inevitable end should be worthy of our love--that we should part after a final moment of bliss, and with a pang. AMADEUS With a pang, you say...? Do you really feel anything like that? CECILIA (_coming close to him and speaking very gently_) Why don't you try to understand me, Amadeus? I feel it just as keenly as you do. But there is another thing I feel more strongly than you, and it is well for us both that I do. It is this, Amadeus, that we have been so much to each other that we must keep the memory of it pure. If that was nothing but an adventure last night, then we have never been worthy of our past happiness.... If it was a farewell, then we may expect new happiness in the future ... perhaps.... (_She starts toward the garden_) AMADEUS