[Reynold Greenleaf blows a resounding call.]
Now let the guards be set; and then, to sleep!
To-morrow there'll be work enough for all.
The hut for Jenny and Maid Marian!
Come, you shall see how what we lack in halls
We find in bowers. Look how from every branch
Such tapestries as kings could never buy
Wave in the starlight. You'll be waked at dawn
By feathered choirs whose notes were taught in heaven.
MUCH
Come, Jenny, come, we must prepare the hut
For Mistress Marian. Here's a bundle of ferns!
[They go into the hut. The light is growing dimmer and richer.]
LITTLE JOHN
And here's a red cramoisy cloak, a baron
[Handing them in at the door.]
Dropt, as he fled one night from Robin Hood;
And here's a green, and here's a midnight blue,
All soft as down. But wait, I'll get you more.
[Two of the Outlaws appear at the door with deerskins. Shadow-of-a-Leaf stands behind them with a great bunch of flowers and ferns.]