1st Prince: I would sooner have a roasted
chicken, with bread sauce.
2nd Prince: Be quiet.... I think I hear someone
coming! (Looks out.)
3rd Prince: (Looking out.) I see him. He is not
a right man ...he is very strange looking....
4th Prince: (Looking out.) Oh! It is an Ogre!
A Grugach!
(All shrink back and hurriedly put on masks.)
Ogre: (Coming in: he wears a frightful mask, has
red hair and a cloak of rough skins and carries a
whip with many lashes.) What makes ye late to-night,
ye young schemers? What was it delayed
ye? Lagging along the road.
1st Prince: We came as fast as we could. It
was getting dusk in the wood.
Ogre: Dusk, good morrow to you! I'll dusk
ye! I had a mind to go after ye and to change
myself into the form of a wolf, and catch a hold of
ye with my long sharp teeth!
2nd Prince: We did not know there was any
great hurry.
Ogre: There is always hurry when you are on
my messages. What did I bring you away from
your own house for and put ye on the shaughraun
for and keep ye wandering, if it was not to be
serviceable and helpful to myself. Show me now
what ye have in your pocket or your bag.