With her back to the others, and looking
up into the surrounding mist, she places
what turns out to be – a seaman’s
jacket, trousers, sea-boots and cap
haphazardly on the wet sand.

When the space sounds have reached
their peak and the clothes are placed,
the Guru rattles his bell abruptly and
everyone squelches off, criss-crossing
one another, suggesting people lost in a
sea mist/fog with the sound of footsteps
in the wet marshy sound being vocalised
softly, plus spasmodic blowings of
bottles, the muted ‘whoop whoop’ of
tugs, odd blubbings, and one whom we
shall call ‘the Young Mother’ quietly and
anxiously calling Cara – Amanda –
Marjorie –

The sea acquires a flat lassitude through
this scene, but is not really heard until
now. They have all made exits to the
sides now except for Pierette,
Death/Clown and one other person. The
latter pair are U/S and the Pierette is S/R
of the Seaman’s clothes.

Rook has come to and is standing centre
looking down at the clothes of the
mariner.

There is a faint movement in the air – a
breeze – it is like an overcast end of day.
Those at the sides of stage area, ever so
quietly clink bottles, tap tins together,
rustle paper and blow bubbles in water
jar. The sounds are lonely, sporadic and
listless, like rubbish left in the wind.

The Pierette has her head turned away
from Rook, and her head is lowered under
the Parasol.