_
[_At once there is a murmur of voices from the Hall of the Hundred
Princes._
VOICES (_off_): Ah, ah, ah.
[OOZIZI _stands still weeping._
[_Enter the Princes, exquisite and frivolous. They crowd past each
other._
MELIFLOR: And where is our little Queen?
[OOZIZI _answers with a defiant look through her tears, which has its
effect on them._
MOOMOOMON (_foppishly_): There, there.
XIMENUNG: Gone!
MELIFLOR: Come! Let us follow.
MOOMOOMON: Shall we?
SEVERAL: Yes.
MOOMOOMON: Come.
[_They stream across from the side door R to the door in back_, OOZIZI
_regarding them haughtily._
OOZIZI (_menacingly_): It is Aether Mountain.
[_Entranced, silent, last of all_ ZOON _follows. Exeunt all the Princes.
Sounds as of rough protest heard from the workers off. The grim brown
heads of two or three peer round the door by which the Princes entered.
Many come on, dumb, puzzled, turning their brown heads, searching. At
last they cluster round_ OOZIZI. "Er"? _they say._
OOZIZI: Aether Mountain has called her.
[_They nod dumb heads gravely._
CURTAIN.
SCENE III
_On the base of Aether Mountain._
_Right, heather sloping up to left, which is rugged with tumbled grey
rocks._
_Further left all the scene is filled with the rising bulk of Aether
Mountain.
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