ASTOLAINE.
It is a little Greek slave that came from the heart of Arcady….
He bears her no ill-will, but … Do you hear?—It is my father….
[Singing heard in the distance.] Hide yourselves behind the pillars
… He will have no one pass by this corridor.—[They hide.]
Enter ABLAMORE, singing and shaking a bunch of great keys.
ABLAMORE (sings).
Misfortune had three golden keys.
—He has no rescue for the Queen!—
Misfortune had three golden keys.
Go follow what your eyes have seen.
[Sits dejected on a bench, beside the door of Alladine's apartment, hums a little while longer, and soon goes to sleep, his arms hanging down and his head fallen.]