With jubilant cries the procession goes slowly towards the gates at the back, preceded and surrounded by musicians and dancers.
Satni. Yaouma! Yaouma! One word! One look of farewell! Yaouma! 'Tis I, Satni! Look on me!
The acclamations drown his voice. Yaouma is wrapped in her soul's dream. She passes without hearing Satni's voice. The crowd follows her.
Mieris [to Delethi who supports her] Lead me to Satni—go—[To Satni] Satni, your words have sunk deep in my heart—Yaouma, they tell me, did not hear your voice. She is lost in the joy of sacrifice. The need to make sacrifice is in us all. If the gods are not, to whom shall we sacrifice ourselves?
Satni. To those who suffer.
Mieris. To those who suffer.
During this Bitiou has come slowly down behind Satni.
Bitiou. Look! He too, he will fall down!
He plunges a dagger in Satni's back. Delethi draws Mieris away. Satni falls.
Satni [raising himself slightly] It was you who struck me, Bitiou—[He looks long and sadly at him] I pity you with all my heart—with all my heart. [He dies]