The King: Well, I will wait here with you.
Cébès: How far away is the enemy?
The King: Not more than a day's march.
I think the battle must have already been fought.
—Still five hours till dawn! We shall see. Very soon we shall know.
Cébès: This very morning! It must be so.
The King: Where are your parents, Cébès?
Cébès: I do not know, Sire. The war has swept them away.
The King: I have only one daughter and I have no male child.
Cébès: Are you speaking to me, Sire?