VASHTI. [_Sitting upright and looking with fixed vacancy before her_.] And when they was all laid low and the heads of them bowed. “You would, would you,” I says, for they was lifting the ends of their ugly mouths at I. And I passed among they and them did quail and crouch, being with fear. And me and mine did reach the place what was on the top. “See now yourselves,” I says, “if so be that you do not go in blindness and in dark.” ’Twas May what stood there aside of I. And “Look you,” I says, “over the bended necks of you my child shall pass. For you be done to death by the lies which growed within you and waxed till the bodies of you was fed with them and the poison did gush out from your lips.” But my little child stood in the light, and the hands of her was about the stars. HARRY. [_Coming in_.] Look, they be all a-coming over the meadow, old Missis. But May han’t comed with they—May han’t come too. [_The wedding party enters the room as the curtain falls_.] FOOTNOTES {1} “_As I walked Out_.” _From Folk Songs from Essex collected by R. Vaughan Williams_. _The whole_, _or two verses can be sung_. {2} “The Seeds of Love,” “Folk Songs from Somerset,” edited by Cecil J. Sharp and Charles L. Marsden.