(OLD NARSES WALKS UP FROM HIS BED WITH THE SUN BEGINNING TO RISE. OLD NARSES LOOKS AT THE YOUNG MAN STILL SLEEPING CURLED UP IN A BALL HIDING, HE THEN SOFTLY WALKS TO HIS CABINET AND FROM THE BOTTOM OF IT HE PULLS OUT A BOTTLE OF WINE THAT APPEARS AGED FROM THE DUST ON IT. HE TAKES THE BOTTLE AND SOFTLY WALKS TO THE CHAIR AND TABLE OUTSIDE. ON HIS WAY OUT, HE STEPS ON A FLOORBOARD THAT LOUDLY CREAKS.