That opened locks to all the treasury.
My mountain diamond mines! my gold! I rave!
G. B. She took it?
G. King. Yes, and flung it in the wave.
Since then, you know, I’ve not been worth a pin;
The rocky doors are closed, I can’t get in.
Listen. Next time she comes to land, we’ll seize her.
And till she fetches back that key, I’ll tease her.
Hullo! a step!
(All hide, R. & L. Enter Prince Doodle off rock R.)