Bang (taking no notice of him). Aren't there whispers of the sort about? But of course it can't be true.
Beggar Boy (pertinaciously). Please, kind gentlemen, spare a penny! I've had nothing to eat to-day.
Bang. You have no right to beg.
The King. You have only the right to starve, my boy! Here! (Gives him a gold coin. The BEGGAR Boy backs away from him, staring at him, and gripping the coin in his fist.)
Bang. He never even thanked you! Probably the son of a socialist!—I would never have opened this park to every one in the way your Majesty has done.
The King. It saves the work-people a quarter of am hour if they can go through it to get to their work.
(The GENERAL appears, driving the BEGGAR BOY before him with his stick.)
The General (to the BEGGAR). A gentleman sitting on a seat gave it you? Point him out to me, then!
Bang (getting up). Good morning, your Majesty!
The King. Good morning! (Looks at his watch.)