[Comedian stretches himself out at the feet of the Heroine and emits the bray of a donkey. "Old Woman" sits down on the grass to the left of the Heroine.
"Old Woman." And are we to pass the night here?
"Old Man." No, we shall stop at "Hotel Neverwas."
COMEDIAN. Don't you like our night's lodgings? [Turning over toward the "Old Woman.">[ See, the bed is broad and wide, and certainly without vermin. Just feel the high grass. Such a soft bed you never slept in. And you shall have a cover embroidered with the moon and stars, a cover such as no royal bride ever possessed.
"Old Woman." You're laughing, and I feel like crying.
COMEDIAN. Crying? You should be ashamed of the sun which favors you with its setting splendor. Look, and be inspired!
VILLAIN. Yes, look and expire.
COMEDIAN. Look, and shout with ecstasy!
"Old Man." Look, and burst!
[Ingenue starts sobbing. Tragedian laughs heavily.