THE OLD WOMAN. It is a good omen. I have not seen a dead man for twenty years, save those that died of sickness and old age. When shall we have the good old times when men killed each other with swords? I feel that it is coming. When shall we fall upon the four kingdoms, and tear them to pieces?
THE QUEEN. Ah, that is an idea. That would be something to do.
THE FOOL. Hush your croakings, old woman, and tell us the news that you have come with.
THE OLD WOMAN. How do you know that I come with news? Where is your cap, fool?
THE FOOL. Speak, or be gone.
THE QUEEN. Beware of this man, for I have been making a hero out of him.
THE OLD WOMAN. Are you mad?
THE QUEEN. Yes, I am mad, so beware of me, too, and tell your news,
THE OLD WOMAN. (tamed) It is only that a boat has been seen to put out from the ship, and is coming back to shore.
THE QUEEN. It is doubtless a present for me. The Prince has bethought himself to pay me for my kindness to him. Go, and give orders that any men who are in the boat are to be brought to me, with their hands tied behind them, that I may decide what punishment to inflict upon them. Let it be understood that we do not like strangers in this kingdom.