Looking out they could see lights in the distance which seemed to mingle with the stars coming out in the sky overhead. 'It is so beautiful!' Lucia said. There was silence. Then the Marquis said in a different voice from any she had heard before: 'So are you, Lucia.' As she looked up in astonishment he put his arms round her and drew her close to him. Then while she trembled because she thought she was stepping into a dream, his lips came down on hers..Only when a century seemed to have passed and the Marquis raised his head did she say: 'I..I..love you! I feel as if you have given me something so..magical..so perfect that there are..no words in which I can tell you how..wonderful it was.' The Marquis did not answer, but merely kissed her again, and to Lucia it was as if they were both standing in a dazzling light which came not from the sky, but from within themselves. Light is..love, she thought. Then there was nothing else in the whole world but the Marquis, his arms, his lips and him.