5th Prince: Would it give you too much trouble,
Gillie, when you waken me in the morning, to
come and call me three times, so that I can have
the joy of dropping off again?
Servant: Why wouldn't I? And there is a
thing I would wish to know. There will be a
supper laid out here this evening for the Dowager
Messengers that are coming to the Island, and I
would wish to provide for yourselves whatever
food would be pleasing to you.
1st Prince: It is too warm for eating. All I
will ask is a few grapes from Spain.
2nd Prince: A mouthful of jelly in a silver
spoon ...or in the shape of a little castle with
towers. When will the Lady Messengers be here?
Servant: Not before the fall of day.
2nd Prince: The time passes so quietly and
peaceably it does not feel like a year and a day since
they came here before.
Servant: No wonder the time to pass easy and
quiet where you are, with comfort all around you,
and nothing to mark its course, and every season
feeling the same as another, within the glass walls
and the crystal roof of this place. And the old
Queen, your godmother, sending her own Chamberlain
to take charge of you, and to be your Guardian,
and Governor of the Island. Sure, the wind
itself must slacken coming to this sheltered place.
3rd Prince: That is a great thing. I would
not wish the rough wind to be blowing upon me.
4th Prince: Or the dust to be rising and coming
in among us to spoil our suits.
5th Prince: Or to be walking out on the hard
roads, or climbing over stone walls, or tearing
ourselves in hedges.