_Queen:_ Sound it out to me.

_Dall Glic: (Looking from window and drawing
curtain.)_ There is no story in the world is worse
to me or more pitiful; I wouldn't wish any person
to hear.

_Nurse:_ Oh, take care it would come to the
ears of my darling Nu!

_Dall Glic:_ It is said by himself and the heavens
that in a year from this day the King's daughter will
be brought away and devoured by a scaly Green
Dragon that will come from the North of the
World.

_Queen:_ A Dragon! I thought you were talking
of some danger. I wouldn't give in to dragons.
I never saw one. I'm not in dread of beasts unless
it might be a mouse in the night-time!

_King:_ Put it out of mind. It is likely anyway
that the world will soon be ended the way
it is.

_Queen: I_ will send and search out this astrologer
and will question him.

_Dall Glic_: You have not far to search. He