Prattle: Oh, sorry, yes. I'll put it right.
[He is about to go round behind it.
de Reves: No, don't go round there.
Prattle: What? Why not?
de Reves: Oh, you wouldn't understand.
Prattle: Wouldn't understand? Why, what have you got?
de Reves: Oh, one of those things.... You wouldn't understand.
Prattle: Of course I'd understand. Let's have a look.
[The Poet walks towards Prattle and the screen. He protests no further. Prattle looks round the corner of the screen.
An altar.