At the sound of the voices, Ladybird feels a wave of panic welling inside her. Frantically, she looks around and points at a small doorway in the opposite wall, which she has never noticed before.

"That door! Where does it lead?"

She grabs Elbow's arm and drags him towards the door.

"The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark,
When neither is attended..."
--William Shakespeare