TIME: six months later.
PLACE: the vineyard.
THE THREE SONS.
THE FRUIT MERCHANT.
[The MERCHANT enters the vineyard with the THREE SONS.]
MERCHANT. You say your grapes are ripe?
FIRST SON. They are ripe and ready to sell, sir.
SECOND SON. Come, now, and look at them.
[They cross to the vines.]
MERCHANT. Why, I have never seen such grapes as these!