Here they are.
(Enter THE SIX GIRLS. The last, JALLINE, carries DESTINY, who still wears his cloak and sombrero, but who has shrunk to the dimensions of quite a small child and appears very tired.)
JALLINE
(Passing DESTINY to MILETTE.) Will you take him for a moment? He's not very big, but dreadfully heavy.
MILETTE
(Taking him from JALLINE'S arms.) Come to me, my little Tiny, come; there, don't cry....
DESTINY
(In a whining baby voice.) Me? I never cwy!... I'm alwayth the thame!... I'm unthakable, immovable, indefatigable, implacable and inegthowable!...
MILETTE
Yes, yes, Tiny, we know, you're a very good little boy.... (DESTINY falls asleep in her arms.) He's gone to sleep!