TYLTYL Enough of this!...
(He turns the key and cautiously opens the door. Forthwith, five or six GHOSTS of strange and different forms escape and disperse on every side. MYTYL gives a scream of fright, BREAD, terrified, throws away the cage and goes and hides at the back of the hall, while NIGHT, running after the GHOSTS, cries out to TYLTYL.)
NIGHT Quick! Quick!... Shut the door!... They will all escape and we should never be able to catch them again!... They have felt bored in there, ever since Man ceased to take them seriously.... (She runs after the GHOSTS and endeavours, with the aid of a whip formed of snakes, to drive them back to the door of their prison.) Help me!... Here!... Here!...
TYLTYL (to the DOG) Help her, Tylô, at them!...
THE DOG (leaping up and barking) Yes, yes, yes!...
TYLTYL And Bread, where's Bread?...
BREAD (at the back of the hall) Here.... I am near the door to prevent them from going out....
(One of the GHOSTS moves in that direction and he rushes away at full speed, uttering yells of terror.)
NIGHT (to three GHOSTS whom she has seized by the neck) This way, you!... (To TYLTYL) Open the door a little.... (She pushes the GHOSTS into the cave.) There, that's it.... (The DOG brings up two more.) And these two.... Come, quick, in with you!... You know you're only allowed out on All-hallows....
(She closes the door.)