She picks plums, and, stooping, gives them to him, under cover of the hedge.

The real Prince Hero leaps up from the place where he has been lying, waiting, and hand in hand they run back to the centre of the stage, where the Prince receives the embraces of King and Queen.

Prince then turns to Knight._ _Prince Hero._ Hail, Feal the Faithful! My gratitude I cannot tell, That thou at last hath freed me From the Witch's fearful spell.
But wheresoe'er thou goest, Thou faithful knight and true, The favours of my kingdom Shall all be showered on you.

[_Turns to Titania._ Hail, starry-winged Titania! And ye fairies, rainbow-hued! I have not words sufficient To tell my gratitude, But if the loyal service Of a mortal ye should need, Prince Hero lives to serve you, No matter what the deed! [_Characters now group themselves in tableau.

Queen and Prince on one side, Godmother and Titania on the other.