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 * Comes he now, Boyg?

THE VOICE
 * Ay, step by step.

BIRD-CRIES
 * All our sisters far off! Gather here to the tryst!

PEER
 * If you'd save me now, lass, you must do it quick!
 * Gaze not adown so, lowly and bending.-
 * Your clasp-book! Hurl it straight into his eyes!

BIRD-CRIES
 * He totters!

THE VOICE
 * We have him.

BIRD-CRIES
 * Sisters! Make haste!

PEER
 * Too dear the purchase one pays for life
 * in such a heart-wasting hour of strife.
 * [Sinks down.]

BIRD-CRIES
 * Boyg, there he's fallen! Seize him! Seize him!
 * [A sound of bells and of psalm-singing is heard far away.]

THE BOYG [shrinks up to nothing, and says in a gasp:]
 * He was too strong. There were women behind him.