[He waves his bâton, and another rock discovers a tableau representing the Burial of OPHELIA.
Ham. (deeply interested). Why, these must be the maimed rites that were all that was given to my poor lost love—the lady I desired to visit a nunnery—to OPHELIA. And see there are the comic Grave-diggers. Show me more. Show me more!
[The vision fades away like its predecessor.
Ghost. I would, did not the decision of statute law limit the time. And now I must away. But mind, my son—six principal characters, and no more! Thou wilt remember!
Ham. Ay, marry; and yes, I will! (The Ghost disappears.) And so I have to meet LAERTES at a fencing-bout. I will!
Trumpets. Enter King, Queen, LAERTES, OSRIC and Court.
King. HAMLET, all hail! I wish thee joy! May'st thou be the victor at to-day's trial of skill!
Ghost (heard from below). Remember! Six principal characters. He and thou and I are three. Three! Six, and no more!
Hamlet (aside). Peace, perturbed spirit!
Laertes (approaching). My good Lord, I wish thee well, for I do love thee.