Nurse: Cloaks and suits and fringes. You have
a great deal of talk of them.... Have you e'er a
needle around you, or a shears?
Taig: (His hand goes to breast of coat, but he
withdraws it quickly.) Here ...no ...What
are you talking about? I know nothing at all of
such things.
Nurse: In my opinion you do. Hearken now.
I know where is the real King of Sorcha!
Taig: Bring him before me now till I'll down
him!
Nurse: Say that the time you will come face
to face with him! Well, I'm under bonds to tell
out nothing about him, but I have liberty to make
known all I will find out about yourself.
Taig: Hurry on so. Little I care when once
I'm wed with the King's daughter!
Nurse: That will never be!
Taig: The Queen is befriending me and in
dread of losing me. I will threaten her if there
is any delay I'll go look for another girl of a
wife.
Nurse: I will make no delay. I'll have my
story and my testimony before the white dawn
of the morrow.
Taig: Do so and welcome! Before the yellow
light of this evening I'll be the King's son-in-law!
Bring your news, then, and little thanks you'll
get for it! The King and Queen must keep up
my name then for their own credit's sake. (Makes
a face at her as King comes in with Dall Glic, and
servants with cushions. Nurse goes out, shaking her
fist.) (Rises.) I was just asking to see you, King,
to say there is a hurry on me....