COMMANDER
Hurry! I ask you to calm yourself, officer. What about our guns?
OFFICER
They are flooded, your Highness.
COMMANDER
Compose yourself, you are not behaving properly! I am asking you about our field guns—
OFFICER
They are flooded, your Highness. The water is coming this way. We must hurry, your Highness, we are in a valley. This place is very low. They have broken the dams; and the water is rushing this way violently. It is only five kilometers away from here—and we can hardly—. I beg your pardon, your Highness!
Silence. The commotion without is growing louder. Glimmering lights appear. The beginning of a terrible panic is felt, embracing the entire camp. All watch impatiently the reddening face of the Commander.
COMMANDER