Mark (smiling).
Doth she
Please thee. Sir Fool?
Str. Jester.
Ay! ay! She pleases me.
[Laughter.]
Iseult the Goldenhaired!—I'm cold, King Mark!
Iseult.
The fool is mad!—I like him not.
Ugrin (to the Strange Jester).
Thou hast
Thine answer now!
Gimella.
Is this the first time thou
Beheldst the Queen?
Dinas.
Art thou a stranger, friend?
Str. Jester.
Mayhap I've seen the Queen before; mayhap
I never have.—I know not, Mark.
[Laughter.]