Iseult.
This wandering knave intrudes
Too boldly!
Ugrin.
Rogue! Oh shameless one. I'll give
Thee such a drubbing as thou ne'er hast felt.
Dinas.
Know'st thou, in truth, new jests.
Str. Jester.
Ay, Mark, new jests
To make thee laugh or weep. Ay, merry jests!
SCENE IV
Mark opens the grating and lets the Strange Jester in. The Jester advances a few feet on the right, and stops to stare at Iseult. Ugrin walks about him, examining him.
Dinas.
Then come, thou jail-bird. Hark, Gilain, let now
The guard be doubled at the lower gate
That none, unnoticed, may come in.
Str. Jester.
But should
A stranger King arrive,—a stranger King,
The master of this stranger fool—let him
Come in, Gilain.
Iseult.
Play, Dinas, play thy game!
Their chatter wearies me.
Dinas.
Now tell me, rogue,
Why clamorest thou so loudly at my gate?