The Frog.
Ha, ha! Pretty fine, eh, what? But to my intimates, as always, Frog, plain Frog!
The King.
And now to lunch. The christening shall be held as soon as the godmothers arrive.
The Chancellor.
[Who has been consulting one of his books.] Sire, there is one Wise Woman we omitted!
The King.
Her name?
The Chancellor.