_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._
_Low down, far off and small in the background to the right appears a
little palace of pure gold._
_Enter right the_ QUEEN _running untired and nimble, unchecked by those
grey rocks._
_Following her the tired_ PRINCES _come._
ZOON _is no longer last, but about fourth, and gaining._
MELIFLOR _leads._
MELIFLOR: Permit me, great lady. My hand over the rocks. Permit ...
[_He falls and cannot rise._
MOOMOOMON: Permit me. (_He falls too._) These rocks; it is these rocks.
XIMENUNG (_going wearily_): Great lady. A moment. One moment, great
lady. Allow me.
[_But_ ZOON _does not speak. Exeunt L. the Queen and those Princes that
have not fallen. The curtain falls on stragglers crossing the stage._
CURTAIN.