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An Afternoon In Arcady 
(Continued from page 92) 
You mean you’ll fight? 
Clinias: And win! 
Melitta (terrified ): Oh, no! You 
must not risk your life for me! He 
cannot mean it! Help must come. 
My friends 1 Agathon! Agathon 1 
Up and warn the villagers! Prevent 
this duel—this unequal match ! I will 
be heard! Begone 1 
{Agathon, starting up at her first 
cry, stumbles sleepily forward, then 
becomes wide awake as he takes in 
the situation. Cleon gives him one 
scornful glance, then turns toward the 
side from which he came.) 
Cleon (calling): Meton! Jason! Here! 
(Two soldiers dash into view. They 
stop for an instant to receive their 
orders.) 
Cleon : The old man! Seize him! Tie 
him tight! 
(The two approach him, passing 
Cleon and Clinias. Suddenly Clinias 
darts behind Cleon to reach his left 
side. He swings his shepherd’s crook 
through the air. Cleon wheels just in 
time to receive the blow upon his 
shield.) 
Agathon (as the blow falls): Your 
master. See! Well struck, young 
stranger! The gods above! And I 
prayed for adventure! 
(The two soldiers turn quickly 
toward Cleon. In that second’s pause 
Agathon darts nimbly away to call 
the villagers. Clinias has sprung out 
of Cleon’s reach.) 
Cleon (to soldiers): Fools! After 
him! And take him, too. 
Meton: But are you safe? 
Jason (at the same time) : We thought 
that blow— 
Cleon: Be off before I split your 
heads! 
(They dash after Agathon. Cleon 
takes aim, then hurls his spear high 
into the air after the fleeing Agathon.) 
Melitta (watching the spear): Aga¬ 
thon ! The spear! Beware the spear! 
(She pauses.) Turn to the right! 
The spear! (pause) He’s safe! (A 
distant mocking laugh shows that 
Agathon is speeding on. Cleon, be¬ 
tween Melitta and Clinias, now turns 
to the latter. He clearly intends to 
drive him off in the direction opposite 
to the villagers. By the same ruse he 
can draw Melitta away from them.) 
Cleon : Now then—for you! A little 
dancing foot-work! Then the thrust! 
(The unequal duel begins. Clinias 
thrusts with his crook to keep Cleon 
at a distance. Most of the blows 
land upon the shield. Once, ventur¬ 
ing too near, Cleon has his right 
wrist caught by the hook of the Shep¬ 
herd’s crook. He shakes his arm free, 
but moves a little more cautiously. 
Melitta follows every movement.) 
Melitta (under her breath) Goddess! 
Spare him! Spare his life for me! 
Cleon: Maiden of the sparkling eyes. 
Choose one 
Of three! Flee from this spot;—I’ll 
kill your lover! 
Or stay, and see him slain! Or 
promise me 
To give him up, and yield yourself 
to me! 
Clinias: No; not the last! Choose 
none—but hold your peace! 
Melitta: I cannot give him up! I 
cannot see him slain ! 
Clinias: Say nothing! Silence helps 
me! Only watch ! 
(For a few seconds the duel con¬ 
tinues. A fierce light spreads over 
Melitta’s face. She steals closer be¬ 
hind Cleon, unwinding her scarf. Quick 
as a serpent she darts forward and 
throws the scarf across Cleon’s eyes. 
Bewildered, he stretches out his arms. 
Clinias strikes his sword from his 
right hand, and as Melitta pulls the 
cloth tight, he picks up the weapon, 
seizes Cleon by the throat, and forces 
him to his knees.) 
Clinias (triumphantly): Now yield to 
me! 
I told you you would dine on empty 
air. 
You’re at my mercy now! 
Cleon : Take off that bandage from 
my eyes. I am 
A soldier. Let me see the death I 
meet. 
I am no coward. Strike, but let me 
see 
The sword, (moaning) My own 
sword. 
Melitta: Spare his life. Your hands 
must not shed blood 
For me! 
(Cleon rises and moves to the rear, 
defeated. The voices of the ap¬ 
proaching villagers can be heard.) 
Melitta: Stranger—Shepherd! You’ve 
done a marvel here. 
Clinias: You saved my life! 
Melitta: You fought for me. 
Clinias: I could not give you up. 
(The villagers rush in. One group 
leads Meton and Jason, disarmed and 
bound. Among the first is Myrrha, 
mother of Melitta.) 
Myrrha: My daughter! Melitta, 
daughter! (Embracing her.) Safe! 
Melitta ( indicating Clinias) : Mother, 
my husband. 
Myrrha (throwing her arms about his 
neck): Son! 
(Agathon hobbles on, almost ex¬ 
hausted, carrying Cleon’s spear. The 
villagers cluster about him as he 
shows it, and about the prisoners.) 
Melitta (blushing): My husband;— 
what is your name? 
Clinias (abashed): Clinias—and yours, 
my wife? 
Melitta: Melitta. (trying it.) Clinias! 
Clinias: Melitta! (They move into 
each other’s arms.) 
(The scarf has been removed from 
Cleon’s eyes. Young girls bring it 
forward and gayly wind it around the 
lovers. To the strains of joyous music 
the villagers dance about the pair, 
finally moving off in a measured pro¬ 
cession. The children jostle one an¬ 
other to be near the prisoners into 
whose faces they peer wonderingly. 
Behind the betrothed walks Myrrha 
in motherly complacency. Just as the 
last person is about to disappear 
Agathon rises stiffly from the stump 
on which he has been resting, looks 
after them, then up at the sky, then 
all about him. He shakes his head.) 
Agathon : She was right! He didn’t 
go drown himself. 
(He shakes his head again.) 
The gods above! And to think I 
prayed for adventure! 
(Then using the spear as a staff he 
hobbles after the procession, and the 
pleasant open space is bare again.) 
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