THE BLUE CHILDREN Good-bye, Pierre!... Good-bye, Jean!... Have you all you want?... Announce my idea!... Have you got the new turnscrew?... Mind you speak of my melons!... Have you forgotten nothing?... Try to know me again I... I shall find you!... Don't lose your ideas!... Don't lean too far into space!... Send me your news!... They say one can't... Oh, try, do try!... Try to tell us if it's nice!... I will come to meet you I... I shall be born on a throne!... TIME (_shaking his keys and his scythe_) Enough! Enough!... The anchor's raised!... (_The sails of the galley pass and disappear. The voices of the_ CHILDREN _in the galley are heard in the distance_: "The Earth! The Earth!... I can see it!... How beautiful it is!... How bright it is!... How big it is!"... _Then, as though issuing from the depths of the abyss, an extremely distant song of gladness and expectation_.) TYLTYL (_to_ LIGHT) What is that?... It is not they singing.... It sounds like other voices.... LIGHT Yes, it is the song of the mothers coming out to meet them.... (_Meanwhile_, TIME _closes the opalescent doors. He turns to take a last look at the hall and suddenly perceives_ TYLTYL, MYTYL _and_ LIGHT.) TIME (_dumbfoundered and furious_) What's that?... What are you doing here?... Who are you?... Why are you not blue?... How did you get in?... (_He comes forward, threatening them with his scythe_.) LIGHT (_to_ TYLTYL) Do not answer!... I have the Blue Bird.... He is hidden under my cloak.... Let us escape.... Turn the diamond, he will lose our traces.... (_They slip away on the left, between the columns in the foreground_.) CURTAIN ACT VI SCENE I.--_The Leave-taking_. _The stage represents a wall with a small door. It is the break of day_. (_Enter_ TYLTYL, MYTYL, LIGHT, BREAD, WATER, SUGAR, FIRE _and_ MILK) You would never guess where we are.... TYLTYL Well, no, Light, because I don't know.... LIGHT Don't you recognise that wall and that little door?... TYLTYL It is a red wall and a little green door. LIGHT And doesn't that remind you of anything?... TYLTYL It reminds me that Time shewed us the door.... LIGHT How odd people are when they dream.... They do not recognise their own hands.... TYLTYL Who is dreaming?... Am I?... LIGHT Perhaps it's myself.... Who can tell?... However, this wall contains a house which you have seen more than once since you were born.... TYLTYL A house which I have seen more than once since I was born?... LIGHT Why yes, sleepy-head!... It is the house which we left one evening, just a year ago, to a day.... TYLTYL Just a year ago?... Why, then.... LIGHT Come, come!... Don't open great eyes like sapphire caves.... It's the dear old house of your father and mother.... TYLTYL (_going up to the door_) But I think.... Yes, really.... It seems to me.... This little door.... I recognise the wooden pin.... Are they in there?... Are we near mummy?... I want to go in at once.... I want to kiss her at once!...