To superstition!
The Magistrate.
[Doing the same.]
I to mutiny!
[Assisted by willing hands the three roll down the stone indicated by the old Slave Woman. As the cloud of dust it raises subsides a cry arises from all, for on the side of the mountain thus exposed is seen rough-hewn a cross. All now hasten to clear away the rubble beneath this, and soon the entrance to a cave is visible. A ray of light, as from a sunbeam, falls athwart this opening, whereupon there is a faint cock-crow within the cave. So great a panic does this cause that most of the people run away, the Magistrate, the Priest, and the Schoolmaster in the lead. Only the Schoolboys remain with the Friend. Then, one by one the people creep back, the Old Slave Woman and her grandson first, and the officials last and most cautiously of all.]
The Seven Sleepers.
[Within the cave call one to another.]
What, ho! ’Tis morning! See the sun hath risen! [One by one yawning and stretching they come from the cave.]
Constantine [the Sleeper].
After night’s tempest, ah, how sweet the morn!