Ichtharion: 

Have you ever before gone hunting?

Harpagas: 

No; I have dreamed of it.  In Barbul-el-Sharnak I nearly forgot my dream.

Ichtharion: 

Man was not made for cities.  I did not know this once.

Ludibras: 

I will come with you.

Ichtharion: 

I will come with you, too.  We will go down by the little street, and there will be the jungle.  I will fetch a spear as we go.

Ludibras: 

What shall we hunt in the jungle?

Harpagas: 

They say there are kroot and abbax; and tigers, some say, have been heard of.

Noble: 

We must never go back to Barbul-el-Sharnak again.

Ichtharion: 

You may rely on us.

Ludibras: 

We shall keep the King in Thek.

    [Exeunt, leaving two sentries standing beside the throne.]

1st Sentry: 

They are all very glad to be in Thek.  I, too, am glad.

2nd Sentry: 

It is a very little city.  Two hundred of these cities would not build
Barbul-el-Sharnak.

1st Sentry: 

No.  But it is a finer palace, and Barbul-el-Sharnak is the centre of the world; men have drawn together there.

2nd Sentry: 

I did not know there was a palace like this outside Barbul-el-Sharnak.

1st Sentry: 

It was built in the days of the forefathers.  They built palaces in those days.

2nd Sentry: 

They must be in the jungle by now.  It is quite close.  How glad they were to go.

1st Sentry: 

Yes, they were glad.  Men do not hunt for tigers in Barbul-el-Sharnak.

    [Enter Tharmia and Arolind weeping.]

Tharmia: 

O it is terrible.

Arolind: 

O!  O!  O!

1st Sentry:  [To 2nd Sentry]

Something has happened.

    [Enter Carolyx.]

Carolyx: 

What is it, princely ladies?

[To Sentries] Go.  Go away.

    [Exeunt Sentries.]

What has happened?

Tharmia: 

O. We went down a little street.

Carolyx: 

Yes.  Yes.

Arolind: 

The main street of the city.

    [Both weep quietly.]

Carolyx: 

Yes?  Yes?  Yes?

Tharmia: 

It ends in the jungle.

Carolyx: 

You went into the jungle!  There must be tigers there.

Tharmia: 

No.

Arolind: 

No.

Carolyx: 

What did you do?

Tharmia: 

We came back.

Carolyx:  [in a voice of anguish]

What did you see in the street?

Tharmia: 

Nothing.

Arolind: 

Nothing.

Carolyx: 

Nothing?