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MR. BUNT

Of some mortal until he,

By forgetting, sets you free. FAIRY VOICES

It's the lost fairy !

It's the lost fairy ! Let him in - he'll burn. GYEM

Too late, too late To enter here !

Nor have I the magic key

To open wide the Maple Tree. He disappears. The Sandman stands silently

by, for the long last sleep belongs to him. Mr. Bunt drops in terror. As if in mocking comes the answer. FIRE VOICES

Un - yan - yan - yan-

un - yan - yan - yan. NEW VOICES

In a rush, as though driven before the fire. Un - nene- na Un - ne - ne na Un - ne - ne- na-

un - ne - ne - na. unnene

na.

-un - ne - nena.

Gyem - Gyem - Gyem - Gyem ! Yen - ne - nema

yen - ne - ne -

a.

Above the ominous chanting the deep voice of the Sandman is now heard as he moves to ward the figure of Mr. Bunt.