The sailor stands up, as if awakened out
of a dream, and moves to centre stage
where he stands suddenly aware that
the moon has risen. He is looking up at
it. At the same time Pierette has quickly
moved U/S where she picks up the
clothes and gently pushes them onto the
wet sand to the sound of muted
bubblings. She sits D/S with parasol –
facing the sailor who is no longer aware
of her presence.

The stage has darkened slightly, nothing
ominous however, as it is balanced by a
pale gentle but cold light on the sailor’s
face.