Quickly, quickly, go.

[He pushes Robin and Little John into the opening and shuts the door. A pause.]

Oh, I shall pay for this, this cursed folly!
Henceforth I swear I wash my hands of him!

[Enter Marian, from a door on the right above the banqueting hall. She pauses, pale and frightened, on the broad steps leading down.]

MARIAN

Father, where's Robin?

FITZWALTER

Child, I bade you stay
Until I called you.

MARIAN

Something frightened me!
Father, where's Robin? Where's Robin?