"Don't be talking about Naggeneen," said the Queen, "and me not well at all." Then she was silent for a little while and then she went on talking about Naggeneen herself. "Are you sorry he left us?"
"Who?" said the King.
"Naggeneen," said the Queen.
"I'm not sorry," said the King. "We've more peace without him. Though he was clever and he often told us the right thing to do and he might tell us the right thing to do now."
"Did he tell us the right thing to do when he told us to bring Terence here to learn the ways of men and to teach them to us?"
"Sure Terence is a good boy," said the King, "and he plays the fiddle as well as Naggeneen himself, so we don't miss Naggeneen for the only thing that he was good for. And Terence is easier to have about other ways."
"But has he ever learned the ways of men and taught them to us?" the Queen asked.
The King was getting annoyed. "He has learned them, I think," he said, "but he has never taught them to us. And you know Naggeneen himself said the plan would be no use."
"He did," said the Queen; "only you would try it. And just so all this talk is no use. What will we do for a nurse for the baby?"
"We'll find one some way," the King answered. "Was you thinking of anyone in particular?"