Man. What are you at there, my good fellow?
Yvonnet. [Startled.] I was listening to the singing, sir.
Man. Who are the singers?
Yvon. The reapers, sir, returning home.
Man. You, I suppose, are the keeper of these ruins?
Yvon. Yes, sir. I am the shepherd that minds the sheep, and shows the tower to strangers.
[Shows key.
Man. [Giving money.] There.
Yvon. Thank you, sir.
Man. Are you never afraid here all alone?