VI
Ornis. Alwyn. Shy.
[With a gesture of startled wildness, Tacita breaks abruptly from her rhythmic motions, and flees into the wood, while simultaneously from the other side there enters, swift but staggering, Ornis—a maiden, garbed symbolically as a bird. On one of her wing-like sleeves blood shows. With shrill, melodious cry, she flutters forward.]
ORNIS
Ee-ó-lee! O-rée-o! Sanctuary!
[Swaying, she falls to the ground. Alwyn and Shy spring toward her.]
ALWYN
Help, Shy! She falls!
SHY