Satan may worry women if he will,
For he was but an angel ere he fell,
But I--before I fell--I was a man.

OLIVE.

He too, my Master, was a man: too strong
To fear a strong man's sins: 'tis written He
Descended into hell.

REDFEATHER.

Write, then, that I

[_Leaps to the ground before her._]

Descended into heaven....
You are ill?

OLIVE.

No, well....

REDFEATHER.

You speak the truth--you are the Truth--
Lady, say once again then, 'I am _well_.'

OLIVE.