er see them again.
GOODY (_suddenly_). Do you see those great blue bluffs to the south?
ELIZA. Yes; the sea is dashing against them.
GOODY. In those bluffs, back from the shore, is a cave. Go at once to that
cave and enter.
ELIZA. And what shall I do there, good woman?
GOODY. Perhaps you may learn how to break the spell over your brothers.
ELIZA (_surprised_). How to break the spell?
GOODY. Ask no questions, but go at once to the cave.
ELIZA (_going_). Thank you, good woman. You are very kind to me.
GOODY. Go now, child, and fear nothing.
[_Eliza goes; the Goody disappears._]
SCENE II
TIME: _a half-hour later_.
PLACE: _the cave_.
* * * * *
ELIZA.
THE FAIRY.
* * * * *
[ELIZA _is seen at entrance of cave. She stops; is afraid to enter._]
ELIZA. I am afraid to enter! It is so dark--I know not what is within! It
may be the den of some wild animal.
(_Listening._)
Not a sound do I hear! But wild animals are cunning. They know how to lie
as still as death and then to leap quickly.
(_Pause._)
Well, be it so. I will enter, for I must save my
brothers.
[_She enters the cave._ FAIRY _is within the cave, but invisible._]
FAIRY. You have courage, little Eliza.
ELIZA (_showing relief_). Oh! Are you here, good woman?
FAIRY. Behold!
[_The cave is filled with light; a beautiful Fairy is seen._]
ELIZA. Ah! I thought it was the Goody.
FAIRY. No matter, dear child. I knew you were to come here.
ELIZA. I was afraid to enter.
FAIRY. But you did enter. Your love for your brothers was greater than your
fear.
ELIZA. It was that which gave me courage.
FAIRY. It was a test of your courage. And now I can tell you how to break
the spell over your brothers.
ELIZA. I will do whatever you say.
FAIRY. You will suffer greatly.
ELIZA. What matter, if I save my brothers!
FAIRY (_nodding_). Then listen. Do you see the stinging nettles which I
hold in my hand?
ELIZA. Yes, dear Fairy.
FAIRY. You must gather great quantities of these.
ELIZA. I noticed many of the same sort growing near this cave.
FAIRY (_shaking head_). You must gather only those that grow in graveyards.
ELIZA. It shall be exactly as you say, dear Fairy.
FAIRY. The nettles will make blisters on your hands.
ELIZA. I will not think of myself; I will think only of my brothers.
FAIRY. Break the nettles into pieces with your hands a
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