Old men are fretful—peevish, as we know.
A worm will sometimes turn—so will the milk
Of human kindness, if it’s kept too long.
Flori. (looking through glass). But stay, my liege; o’er yonder mountain’s brow
Comes a small body bearing Gama’s arms;
And, now I look more closely at it, sir,
I see attached to it King Gama’s legs;
From which I gather this corollary—
That that small body must be Gama’s own!
Hilde. Ha! Is the Princess with him?