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 MR. BUNT

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SCENE 5

Lu rises and slowly walks among the low bushes, peering into the darkness. She stops for a moment, looking at the dead bear. A tiny cry, as of a child, is heard. She turns suddenly and listens, then tushes off in the direction of the sound, across the hillock to ward the fire. SCENE 6

The red glow is increasing, illuminating the

whole scene, painting with fantastic lights the trees that seem to flicker in the leaping flames. The frightened figure of Mr. Bunt appears. He rushes wildly onto the stage. A mysteri

ous sound of voices seems to follow him like some weird, barbaric chant.

It rises and

falls with the oncoming flames, sweeping in the air above him, striking terror into his little trembling form. FIRE VOICES

Un - yan - yan - yanUn - yan - yan - yan-

-un - yan - yan - yan.

un - yan - yan - yan.

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With unrelenting cries it pursues him. swells and dies away and then is taken up more strongly, sweeping through the air. 1 Anyone who has been among the Arizona Indians can give the correct intonation of the weird monotony and terror of this chant.