day.
[_He goes out._]
[OLIVE _reels._ REDFEATHER _catches her._]
You are the strongest woman upon earth.
The weakest woman than the strongest man
Is stronger in her hour: this is the law.
When the hour passes--then may we be strong.
OLIVE [_wildly._]
The House ... the Face.
REDFEATHER [_fiercely_].
I love you. Look at me!
OLIVE [_turns her face to him._]
I hear six birds sing in that little tree,
Say, is the old earth laughing at my fears?
I think I love you also....
REDFEATHER.
What I am
You know. But I will never curse a man,
Even in a mirror.
OLIVE [_smiling at him_].
And the Devil's dance?
REDFEATHER.
The Devil plotted since the world was young
With alchemies of fire and witches' oils
And magic. But he never made a man.
OLIVE.
No; not a man.
REDFEATHER.
Not even my Lord Orm.
Look at the house now--
[_She starts and looks._]
Honest brick and tiles.
OLIVE.
You have a strange strength in this hour.
REDFEATHER.
This hour
I see with mortal eye as in one flash
The whole divine democracy of things,
And dare the stars to scorn a scavenge-heap.
Olive, I tell you every soul is great.
Weave we green crowns--how noble and how high;
Fling we white flowers--how radiant and how pure
Is he, whoe'er he be, who next shall cross
This scrap of grass....
[_Enter LORD ORM. _]
OLIVE [_screams_].
Ah!
REDFEATHER [_pointing to the chapel_].
Olive, go and pray
for a man soon to die. Good-day, my Lord.
[_She goes in._]
LORD ORM.
Good-day.
REDFEATHER.
I am a friend to Lady Olive.
LORD ORM.
Sir, you are fortunate.
REDFEATHER.
Most fortunate
In finding, sword on thigh and ready, one
Who is a villain and a gentleman.
LORD ORM [_picks up the flagon_].
Empty, I see.
REDFEATHER.
Oh sir, you never drink.
You dread to lose yourself before the stars--
Do you not dread to sleep?
LORD ORM [_violently_].
What would you here?
REDFEATHER.
Receive from you the title-deeds you hold.
LORD ORM.
You entertain me.
REDFEATHER.
With a bout at foils?
LORD ORM.
I will not fight.
REDFEATHER.
I know you better, then.
I have seen men grow mangier than the beasts,
Eat bread with blood upon their fingers, grin
While women burned: but one last law they served.
When I say 'Coward,' is the law awake?
LORD ORM.
Hear me, then, too: I have seen robbers rule,
And th
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