KING (to the Chamberlain)
Go after my spies and say that I make no sacrifice. (Exit the Chamberlain to the right; the King takes off his crown) Good-bye, my brittle glory; kings have sought you; the stars have envied you. (The stage grows darker)
CHIEF PROPHET
Even now the sun has set who denies the stars, and the day is departed wherein no gods walk abroad. It is near the hour when spirits roam the earth and all things that go unseen, and the faces of the abiding stars will be soon revealed to the fields. Lay your crown there and let us come away.
KING (lays his crown before the iron door; then to the Sentries)
Go! And let no man come near the door all night.
THE SENTRIES (kneeling)
Yes, Majesty.
[They remain kneeling until after the King has gone. King and the Chief Prophet walk away.
CHIEF PROPHET