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''The same city. Above, on the horizon, a large star then begins to shine with a changing light. A is on the stage. Enter a and, both dressed in mourning. At the back is projected the image of a small graveyard on a hill.''

(wipes the sweat from his forehead) (aside):

Another few days of work and I shall be starting on my journey.

(supporting the by the arm):

Now, come, come! don’t cry now! Who knows what trouble he might have met with if he had lived? Perhaps he’s better off as he is.



I see you have just come from the graveyard.



Yes, and a sad journey it was.



I have heard that you lost your little boy. May God comfort you.



I thank you for your sympathy. Our son!