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 ::(The candle gutters out)
 * (She throws the window open to the balcony)
 * (Voices as of a dream are heard beyond.  stands listening)

First Voice: It's a damned silly song. What's it all about. ..

Second Voice: Look at this queen. She tells you, doesn't she, doesn't she?

First Voice: What does a dead queen know about me? You talk nonsense. The moon has your wits; you're like that crazy singer out there. Mary Stuart can tell me nothing, I say.


 * ( goes along the balcony, out of sight)

My God! What's that?

The Voice of Mary: Boy, I can tell you everything.