Phedro
Wait for me here a moment and I will prepare for your entrance into the palace. It may be very difficult to effect an entrance.
[He goes out and a few seconds after there is a sound of a cuckoo calling, followed by the noise of a slammed door. Gwymplane walks up and down in distraction.]
Ursus [from the cart]
Gwymplane! Gwymplane! Is there anything the matter?
Gwymplane
I am nervous and restless. I have never been so restless.
Ursus
Well, walk far into the night, my son, until the iron clamping your brain with wakefulness melts, fades into that dew of restfulness falling upon all things before the dawn.
Phedro [returning abruptly]