with me.

STRANGER (fighting his admiration for the TEMPTER). But that about
Eve was new. ...

LADY. Not at all. I learnt it in my Bible history, when I was
eight. And that we inherit the debts of our fathers is part of the
law of the land. Come, my son.

TEMPTER (rising, shaking his limbs and climbing up the rocky wall
to the right with a limp). Come, I'll show you the world you think
you know, but don't.

LADY (climbing up the rocky wall to the left). Come with me, my
son, and I'll show you God's beautiful world, as I've come to see
it, since the tears of sorrow washed the dust from my eyes. Come
with me!

(The STRANGER stands irresolute between them.)

TEMPTER (to the LADY). And how have you seen the world through your
tears? Like meadow banks reflected in troubled water! A chaos of
curved lines in which the trees seemed to be standing on their
heads. (To the STRANGER.) No, my son, with my field-glasses, dried
in the fire of hate--with my telescope I can see everything as it
is. Clear and sharp, precisely as it is.

LADY. What do you know of things, my son? You can never see the
thing itself, only its picture; and the picture is illusion and not
the thing. So you argue about pictures and illusions.