POMPDEBILE. The thought of possible divorce from us was more than she could bear. Did she say anything before she left?
URSULA (trembling). Yes, Your Majesty.
POMPDEBILE. What was it? She may have gone to self-destruction.
What was it?
URSULA. She said—
POMPDEBILE. Speak, woman, speak.
URSULA. She said that Your Majesty—
POMPDEBILE. A farewell message! Go on.
URSULA (gasping). That Your Majesty was "pokey" and that she didn't intend to stay there any longer.
POMPDEBILE (roaring). Pokey!!
URSULA. Yes, Your Majesty, and she bade me call her when you came, but we can't find her, Your Majesty.