THE OLD WOMAN (mysteriously). Perhaps there are too many soothsayers passing, or perhaps you have not looked well about you. Aha, aha! (Nodding and blinking.) There are many things folk do not see. FRANKLIN (shrewdly and bluntly). That's true. My father says that _all_ the witches were not hanged on Salem Hill. THE OLD WOMAN(finger upraised). S-ssh! Never that word! Never that word, Master Franklin! Come, I am for crossing the Common, and for your good-will, and because you are a wise lad, I'll lend you my crystal. [Gives it to him. FRANKLIN (putting book in basket with candles, and turning crystal to the light). How it shines in the sun! THE OLD WOMAN (with cane upraised and wand-like for a moment). Look in it. Look deep in it. 'Twill give you dreams, Master Franklin, all good, good dreams. Dreams o' the future, Master Franklin! [Franklin stands still in background, looking at the crystal as the Old Woman goes on her way. The branches of the trees under which he stands cast wavering shadows about him. It is cool after the glare of the sun. He yawns, stretches, and throws himself at foot of tree. FRANKLIN (musing aloud). Of all the strange old women! (Looks at crystal again.) A pretty toy, truly! All--shining--in--the--sun------ (Falls asleep.) THE OLD WOMAN (stealing back for a moment out of background, and raising cane as before). Dream! Dream deep! [Tosses over him half of her double cloak, then makes her exit into background, with finger on lip, and disappears from view. There is a pause of some length, during which dream music is played, a soft, swaying rhythm. Then comes the Dream. SCENE II PEOPLE OF THE DREAM DR. FRANKLIN, the statesman JOHN ADAMS MARIE ANTOINETTE, Queen of France THE DUCHESS OF BOURBON MADEMOISELLE DE PERNAN MADEMOISELLE DE TRESSAU Ladies in Waiting. Pages. Courtiers. Rose Minuet Dancers. Shepherdesses and Milkmaids from the Petit Trianon. Little Flower Girls. Rose Bearers. The setting is the lawn of Versailles on a Summer afternoon, 1781. There are trees at right, left, and background. The entrances of all taking part in the scene are made from middle background. The dream music of the previous scene having ceased, a stately march is played off scene. Queen Marie Antoinette enters, her train held by four little pages in white satin. She is followed by Mlles. de Pernan and de Tressau, who wear white brocade with pale yellow roses. Following them comes a less formal group, ladies in waiting, who wear dark green and silver-flowered bodices and overskirts over still darker green quilted petticoats: amber costumes of the same, threaded with gold, and dark purple over white satin. The Queen, who is in white, with a long train of scarlet velvet, has the only touch of scarlet that is worn in the scene. The French courtiers are in flowered coats with buff, blue of a deep shade, and white and amber-brown predominating.