What is it? What?

REDFEATHER.

I think it was a bird.

OLIVE.

What thought you, truly?

REDFEATHER.

I think a mighty thought is drawing near.

[_Enter THE WILD KNIGHT._]

THE WILD KNIGHT.

That house....

[_Points._]

OLIVE.

Ah Christ! [_Shudders._] I had forgotten it.

THE WILD KNIGHT [_still pointing_].

That house! the house at last, the house of God,