The Master Builder

HILDA.

[As if in quiet spell-bound triumph.] But he mounted right to the top. And I heard harps in the air. [Waves her shawl in the air, and shrieks with wild intensity.] My—my Master Builder!

This is terrible. So, after all, he could not do it

All these ten years I have believed in you so utterly—so utterly.

SOLNESS.

You must go on believing in me