Margaret.
[With bright eyes, listening.] Hark! I hear the
peace bells ringing!
Sir Robert.
They are the Christmas bells, Margaret. And this
is Peggy's Christmas tree, and those [Listening to soft voices overhead] are the Christmas carol-singers
who were to sing outside her door.
Margaret.
[Raising herself.] Will you not give me—the
Christmas kiss then?
[He leans over her, and puts his lips to her forehead.
[Sinking back, with a look of great happiness.] Ah! How joyful!
Sir Robert.
Yes, the world will soon be full of joy, Margaret.
Margaret.
[Assenting, rapturously.] Full of joy!
Sir Robert.
We have only to live and look upward — to the
everlasting hope.
Margaret.
[Raising herself again, as if seeing a beautiful vision.]
The everlasting hope!
Sir Robert.
The Kingdom of Peace must soon come.
