2nd Dowager Messenger: If there is a spell upon
them what way can it be taken off?
Servant: It is what I always heard, that to make
a rod of iron red in the fire, and to burn the enchantment
out of them is the only way.
Guardian: Oh, boys, do you hear that! You
would not like to be burned with a red hot rod!
Say out now what at all is the matter with you?
What is it you feel within you that is putting you
from your gentle ways?
1st Wrenboy: The thing that I feel in me is
hunger. The thing I would wish to feel inside me
is a good fistful of food.
1st Dowager Messenger: They have been starved
and stinted! It would kill their Godmother on
the moment if she was aware of that!
Guardian: It is a part of their playgame. They
have everything they ask.
2nd Wrenboy: I did not eat a farthing's worth
since yesterday.
3rd Wrenboy: My teeth are rusty with the want
of food!
4th Wrenboy: I want some dinner!
5th Wrenboy: We want something to eat!