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Jennet enters the room, then sits in the rocking chair. Later in sadness she goes to the window to look into the darkness and to see the marshes; she presses her forehead against the glass, as if in an attempt to alleviate both the pain and the fever; her whole figure droops.
The stage is utterly black, and a song is played - very sad and mournful; the music gets quieter and quieter - at the same time the scene is slowly lit by the white-grey lamps imitating a moonlit scenery. The lights concentrate on a figure, entering the scene. The music stops playing when the lights are bright enough to show Jennet and her surroundings, but never too bright.
Jennet is pallid and wearing a black, long, shaggy dress (19. century) and a bonnet. We see a half dark child's room and the window. Jennet's almost white hands show her mental disposition.
The stage is utterly black, and a song is played - very sad and mournful; the music gets quieter and quieter - at the same time the scene is slowly lit by the white-grey lamps imitating a moonlit scenery. The lights concentrate on a figure, entering the scene. The music stops playing when the lights are bright enough to show Jennet and her surroundings, but never too bright.
Jennet is pallid and wearing a black, long, shaggy dress (19. century) and a bonnet. We see a half dark child's room and the window. Jennet's almost white hands show her mental disposition.
She whispers
Nathaniel...Nathaniel...Nathaniel, where are you my wonderful child? Nathaniel?
Lights may give an illusion of a child in a room.
Every day, every hour and every minute I can hear your weak voice pleading for rescue, and yet I am not able to help you, as I was not able to do it on that day. My whole body is shivering, my heart is throbbing, my legs ready to spring, but where, where?
