BARBARA
Farewell to you, Sword-Swallower!—farewell!
MICHAEL [looking back] Farewell to you, my Lady, in-the-Moon. [Exit. [JAN clings once more to the PIPER, while the other children hang about. VERONIKA calls to her boy, from the steps.
VERONIKA
Darling.—
PIPER [drawing nearer] Is this your Boy?
VERONIKA
Ay, he is mine;
My only one. He loved thy piping so.
PIPER
And I loved his.
HANS' WIFE [stridently] Poor little boy! He's lame!
PIPER
'T is all of us are lame! But he, he flies.
VERONIKA
Jan, stay here if you will, and hear the pipe,
At Church-time.
PIPER [to him] Wilt thou?