[A sentry passes.
Meliflor: So we will follow the Queen.
Huz: Yes, we will follow.
Moomoomon: We shall be a merry company.
Meliflor: Splendid to see.
Zoon: I would follow though I were not guarded for the event. Though the event should befall and we be immune no longer, still I should dare it.
Meliflor: I would dare it if I knew what they would do. But knowing not ...
Moomoomon: What matter? We are guarded by the event.
Zoon: I say I care not.
Meliflor: Let us drum with our heels and beat with our scabbards against the benches so that we frighten the Queen. She will run from the palace then, and we will go after her with all our merry company.