PRINCE. That is proof enough, The colt belongs to you, Farmer Knave.
NIX. But, Prince—
PRINCE. Not another word! Go, now, with your wagons and horses and oxen! The queen comes out to walk. Go, all of you!
[The Prince enters the castle. The farmers go, Nix last. The QUEEN and her LADIES come from the castle.]
QUEEN. Go bring Farmer Nix to me.
[A Lady runs to Nix.]
LADY. The queen wants to see you, sir.
[Nix goes to the Queen and bows.]
QUEEN. I heard all from the castle window. I know the colt is yours.
NIX. I thank you, my Queen, I thank you!