Yet sometimes the G.o.ds laugh.
SECOND SENTRY
At whom?
FIRST SENTRY
At kings.
SECOND SENTRY
Why have you grown uneasy about this war in the hills?
FIRST SENTRY
Because the King is powerful beyond any of his fathers, and has more fighting men, more horses, and wealth that could have ransomed his father and his grandfather and dowered their queens and daughters; and every year his miners bring him more from the opal-mines and from the turquoise-quarries. He has grown very mighty.
SECOND SENTRY
Then he will the more easily crush the hill-folk in a little war.
FIRST SENTRY
When kings grow very mighty the stars grow very jealous.
BOY
I"ve written your poem.
GIRL
Oh, have you really?
BOY
Yes, I"ll read it to you. (_He reads_)
I saw a purple bird Go up against the sky And it went up and up And round about did fly.
I saw it die.
GIRL
It doesn"t scan.
BOY
That doesn"t matter.
[_Enter furtively a Spy, who crosses stage and goes out. The Sentries cease to talk._
GIRL
That man frightens me.
BOY
He is only one of the King"s spies.
GIRL
But I don"t like the King"s spies. They frighten me.
BOY
Come on, then, we"ll run away.
SENTRY (_noticing the children again_)
Go away, go away! The King is coming, he will eat you.
[_The Boy throws a stone at the Sentry and runs out. Enter another Spy, who crosses the stage. Enter third Spy, who notices the door. He examines it and utters an owl-like whistle. No. 2 comes back. They do not speak. Both whistle. No. 3 comes. All examine the door. Enter the King and his Chamberlain. The King wears a purple robe. The Sentries smartly transfer their spears to their left hands and return their right arms to their right sides. They then lower their spears until their points are within an inch of the ground, at the same time raising their right hands above their heads. They stand for some moments thus.
Then they lower their right arms to their right sides, at the same time raising their spears. In the next motion they take their spears into their right hands and lower the b.u.t.ts to the floor, where they were before, the spears slanting forward a little. Both Sentries must move together precisely._
FIRST SPY (_runs forward to the King and kneels, abasing his forehead to the floor_)
Something has written on the iron door.
CHAMBERLAIN
On the iron door!
KING
Some fool has done it. Who has been here since yesterday?
FIRST SENTRY (_shifts his hand a little higher on his spear, brings the spear to his side and closes his heels all in one motion; he then takes one pace backward with his right foot; then he kneels on his right knee; when he has done this he speaks, but not before_)
n.o.body, Majesty, but a stranger from Thessaly.
KING
Did he touch the iron door?
FIRST SENTRY
No, Majesty; he tried to, but we drove him away.
KING