CASPAR

Nay, cheerly, Claus! Cheerly, goodwife and kiddies!

Now you have wandered to a lucky place.

Our Evergreen shall heal your hurt. Run, Elf,

And fetch him balsam gum to balm his wounds.

(Elf runs within.)

CLAUS

No balsam gum can heal us our lost babe.

Ruth, wife, where lieth now his little body?

RUTH