Scene—Room in Phocion’s house in Athens. Simple. Altar to Zeus with brazier burning. Colonnade with pillars and view towards Acropolis.
Late evening.
(Lydia is half-kneeling, half-leaning over the marble balustrade, gazing into the distance. Enter Phocion. He comes near and touches her.)
Lydia
How you startled me!
Phocion
Were your thoughts so far away, Little Child?
Lydia
I was thinking.
Phocion