MICHAEL
Stay—stay!

PIPER
No; guard her, you!—Anon, anon!

MICHAEL
But you will pipe her up and after you!

PIPER
[flinging him the pipe from his belt]
Do you fear this? Then keep it till I come.
You bide!—The Other cannot.

MICHAEL
Who?

PIPER
The Rainbow,
The Rainbow!—

[He runs madly up the hillside, and away.]

Curtain

ACT III

SCENE: The same, later. BARBARA lies motionless, still sleeping.—MICHAEL, sitting on the bank opposite, fingers the pipe with awe and wistfulness. He blows softly upon it; then looks at the girl hopefully. She does not stir.