The King. Yes, let us have supper!
Koll. And then, to our task!
Curtain
ACT II
(SCENE.—A park with old lofty trees. In the foreground, to the right, an arbour with a seat. The KING is sitting, talking to BANG, who is a man of gross corpulence.)
Bang. And I felt so well in every way that, I assure your Majesty, I used to feel it a pleasure to be alive.
The King (drawing patterns in the dust with his walking stick). I can quite believe it.
Bang. And then I was attacked by this pain in my heart and this difficulty in breathing. I run round and round this park, on an empty stomach, till I am absolutely exhausted.
The King (absently). Couldn't you drive round, then?
Bang. Drive?—But it is the exercise, your Majesty, that—