Pygmalion, seeing what is happening, hurls himself on the Female Figure and wrenches the stone out of her hand. All spring up in consternation.
ARJILLAX. She meant to kill him.
STREPHON. This is horrible.
THE FEMALE FIGURE [wrestling with Pygmalion] Let me go. Let me go, will you [she bites his hand].
PYGMALION [releasing her and staggering] Oh!
A general shriek of horror echoes his exclamation. He turns deadly pale, and supports himself against the end of the curved seat.
THE FEMALE FIGURE [to her consort] You would stand there and let me be treated like this, you unmanly coward.
Pygmalion falls dead.
THE NEWLY BORN. Oh! Whats the matter? Why did he fall! What has happened to him?
They look on anxiously as Martellus kneels down and examines the body of Pygmalion.