Zoon: I would pursue.
Moomoomon: She would go by Aether Mountain, where her mother went once before her.
Zoon: I would follow.
Huz: We would all follow.
Meliflor: I would follow too. I would dance after her down the little street: the bright heels of my shoes would twinkle: my cloak would float out behind me: I would pursue her and call her name, beyond the street and over the moor as far as Aether Mountain: but I would not come up with her: that would be too daring.
Zoon: Love is not a toy, Prince Meliflor. Love is no less than a mood of Destiny.
Meliflor: Pooh! We must enjoy the idle hours that are for us alone.
Zoon: There will be no idle hours on Aether Mountain, following from crag to crag; if it be true that she would go that way.
Moomoomon: It is true. They know it. They say her mother went that way before. It is one of the royal impulses.
Zoon: Oomuz, did the mother of the Queen go once up Aether Mountain?