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Page 45
[_Enter the_ GOODWIFE; _she rushes to the fire._]
GOOD WIFE (_looking at cakes_). Burnt to cinders! Not one of them fit
to eat!
KING. I am sorry--I--
GOOD WIFE (_interrupting)._ Oh, you good-for-nothing! I would like to
beat you!
KING. What can I do to make it right?
GOODWIFE (_taking up a stick_). You'll mix more dough! More dough! Do
you hear?
KING. I'll be glad to do it, Madam!
GOODWIFE (_flourishing stick_). In with you! Now in with you, and get to
work!
[_The King enters the hut. Enter_ DANISH CHIEF _and_ DANES _from the
forest. They carry spears and shields._]
GOODWIFE (_with fear; dropping stick_). The Danes!
CHIEF (_haughtily)._ Aye, Danes!
GOODWIFE. I have no silver! Not a piece, sir!
CHIEF. Burn the hut, men!
DANES. Aye! Aye!
[_They start toward the hut. The Goodwife falls on her knees before
them._]
GOODWIFE. I pray you, spare my home!
[Illustration: "NOT ONE OF THEM FIT TO EAT!"]
CHIEF. We spare no home to any English. Do you not know that?
GOODWIFE. I've heard so--
FIRST DANE. We'll burn every home on English land before we go!
SECOND DANE. And drive every Englishman into the seas!
DANES. Aye! Aye!
GOODWIFE (_sobbing)._ I pray you--
CHIEF (_roughly)._ Come, get up! Get up and cease your weeping! I like
it not. Get up, I say!
[_Goodwife rises, trembling with fear._]
CHIEF. Now listen; we will not burn your hut, if you will tell us what
we wish to know.
GOODWIFE. I will tell you what I can--
CHIEF. Did King Alfred pass this way in flight?
GOODWIFE (_starting_). What? Our king in flight?
CHIEF (_angrily_). Come, no tears for him! Did he pass this way, I say?
GOODWIFE. No, my lord.
FIRST DANE. Do not believe her, chief! There's not an Englishman that
would not hide him from us!
GOODWIFE (_forgetting her fear_). Aye, and die for him!
CHIEF (_angrily)._ Say not such words to me! I am your king that is to
be!
DANES. Aye! Aye!
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