No! You darling stupid, I shall have to tell you! But let me begin at the beginning.
The King.
[With resignation.] As you please! Only that Bengalese tiger does so hate to be kept waiting.! [All sit.]
The Queen.
This morning I went into the garden to watch the gardener set out the rose bed, and while sitting there beside the fountain a great big frog jumped out of the basin, and spoke to me. It is true that he splashed me a wee bit, but he apologised so prettily I didn’t really mind! “Good morning, fair Queen,” said he. “I know wherefore you are sad!”
The King.
Oh! But were you sad?
The Queen.
No! But that’s what he said! “Cease weeping and dry your lovely eyes,” he then went on!