Meliflor: Let us be well contented with our lot. The idle hours are our sacred treasure.
Ximenung: Yes, I am well contented, and yet ...
Moomoomon (contemplatively): And yet ...
Ximenung: I sometimes dream that were it not for our glorious state, and this tradition of exalted ease, it might, it might be pleasant ...
Moomoomon: To toil, to labour, to raid the golden hoards.
Ximenung: Yes, Moomoomon.
Meliflor: Never! Never!
Others: No. No. No.
Another: And yet ...
Meliflor: No, never. We should lose our glorious ease, the heritage that none may question.