Part 15 (1/2)

_Wong Fe_

Then indeed I am your bride!

_Shun_

Heart of my body art thou, Wong Fe!

(_Holds her to his breast a moment, looking distantly out. Suddenly sees his friends approaching._)

_Shun_

We have guests?

_Wong Fe_ (_quickly springing up_)

Forgive me! Your friends are here. Prince Ching, and Makuro, from j.a.pan.

_Shun_

Makuro?

(_He throws up his right hand. In a moment_ PRINCE CHING _and_ Makuro _are seen advancing from the orchard_.)

_Wong Fe_

They have had my welcome. I leave you. (_Crosses to right, reluctantly._)

_Shun_

Return to us soon, my gold of the morning.

(_She goes out_. CHING _and the j.a.panese enter._)

_Ching_

We have waited, Yu Tai Shun. We knew that the setting sun would turn a bridegroom home.

_Makuro_

Master!

_Shun_

My friend! What brings you to China?

_Makuro_ (_with steady gaze_)

You know. I have come for you.

_Shun_ (_stubbornly, as if chidden_)