[At the Door of the QUEEN’S Palace]
“KING”.
What is this you have done, Kanchi?
KANCHI.
I wanted to fire only this part of the garden near the palace. I had no idea that it would spread so quickly on all sides. Tell me, quick, the way out of this garden.
“KING”.
I can tell you nothing about it. Those who brought us here have all fled away.
KANCHI.
You are a native of this country—you must know the way.
“KING”.
I have never entered these inner royal gardens before.
KANCHI.
I won’t hear of it—you must show me the way, or I shall split you into halves.
“KING”.
You may take my life by that means, but it would be a very precarious method of finding the way out of this. garden.
KANCHI.
Why were you, then, going about saying that you were the King of this country?
“KING”.
I am not the King—I am not the King. [Throwing himself on the ground with folded hands.] Where art thou, my King? Save me, oh, save me! I am a rebel—punish me, but do not kill me!