Chapter XX

As the moon began to rise he was aware of a procession of virgins crowned with pearls, in white robes, with a pearl in their breast. As they went along they shone as glass. The Lamb went before them. There was no pressing. The “alder men” fell groveling at the feet of the Lamb. All sang in praise of the Lamb. The Lamb wore white weeds. A wide wound was seen near his breast. Joy was in his looks. The father perceives his little queen.