Chapters (27)
| HECTOR | (In a vision from his childhood in Africa.) |
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Fire! Fire! The huts . . . the boats . . . blood in the water. Run, children, run! |
AUGUSTUS gains control and kneels over HECTOR, choking him; HECTOR gasps and is finally still. When AUGUSTUS realizes HECTOR is dead, he collapses on the lifeless body.
| AUGUSTUS | Damn you, old man! I came to save you. |
After a moment, he collects himself and stands up, his voice breaking, more pitiful than angry.
| Who is not with us, is against us. | |
| HENRY | Selah. |
The SLAVES begin humming as AUGUSTUS kneels and wraps the body in vines, then rolls it under a clump of moss and exposed roots.
| AUGUSTUS |
Let these vines be your shroud, this moss a pillow for your head. These roots will be your coffin, this dark water your grave. |
| SLAVES | Selah. |
| AUGUSTUS | Sleep, Hector. Sleep and be free. |
The SLAVES look at SCYLLA, who lifts her hand slowly.
| SCYLLA | Eshu Elewa ogo gbogbo. |
Blackout.
Scene 5
SCENE 5
Lights rise on the NARRATOR.
| NARRATOR |
Sweet whispers can leave a bitter taste when a body’s supposed to be freedom bound. Every day as the sun comes easing down, our man climbs the stairs to sherry and lace. |
Lights rise on the big house, LOUIS’s study and the parlor. Early evening; LOUIS sits hunched over his charts. He is excited.
| LOUIS |
Nothing in the books. Empty sky in all the charts. And yet I’ve seen it, with my own eyes! Last night it was the brightest. |
Draws a few lines with his compass, looks up wistfully.
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What once was a void fills with feverish matter. |
LOUIS continues to fiddle with his papers throughout the scene, occasionally jumping up to peer through the telescope.
AMALIA stands by the fireplace, reading aloud from a book.
| AMALIA |
The princess said to her father, “Bring me strawberries, I am hungry for strawberries.” She shuts the book. |
| He came back with a husband instead. |
Kneels before the fireplace, trying to start it.