AMELIA. Thank you! Thank you! And good night!
She goes out to the right.
NEIGHBOUR. Good night, my child!
[He goes slowly out by a path leading to the rear.
THE PROCESSION OF SHADOWS enters from the mausoleum and moves without a sound across the stage toward the right; between every two figures there is a distance of five steps:
DEATH with its scythe and hour-glass.
THE LADY IN WHITE—blond, tall, and slender; on one of her fingers she wears a ring with a green stone that seems to emit rays of light.
THE GOLDSMITH, with the counterfeit monstrance.
THE BEHEADED SAILOR, carrying his head in one hand.
THE AUCTIONEER, with hammer and note-book.
THE CHIMNEY-SWEEP, with rope, scraper, and broom.
THE FOOL, carrying his cap with the ass's ears and bells at the top of a pole, across which is placed a signboard with the word "Caul" on it.
THE SURVEYOR, with measuring rod and tripod.
THE MAGISTRATE, dressed and made up like the JUDGE; he carries a rope around his neck; and his right hand is raised to show that the forefinger is missing.
The stage is darkened at the beginning of the procession and remains empty while it lasts.
When it is over, the JUDGE enters from the left, followed by the OLD LADY.
JUDGE. Why are you playing the ghost at this late hour?
OLD LADY. And how about yourself?
JUDGE. I couldn't sleep.
OLD LADY. Why not?
JUDGE. Don't know. Thought I heard children crying in the cellar.