Come you then and tell us what the warning is.
SECOND PROPHET (_goes up to the door and reads_)
The stars have spoken. (_He cloaks himself in black_)
KING
What is it? What does it mean?
SECOND PROPHET
We do not know, but it is from the stars.
CHAMBERLAIN
It is a harmless thing; there is no harm in it, Majesty. Why should not
birds die?
KING
Why have the prophets covered themselves in black?
CHAMBERLAIN
They are a secret people and look for inner meanings. There is no harm
in it.
KING
They have covered themselves in black.
CHAMBERLAIN
They have not spoken of any evil thing. They have not spoken of it.
KING
If the people see the prophets covered in black they will say that the
stars are against me and believe that my luck has turned.
CHAMBERLAIN
The people must not know.
KING
Some prophet must interpret to us the doom. Let the chief prophet of
the stars be sent for.
CHAMBERLAIN (_going toward left exit_)
Summon the chief prophet of the stars that look on Zericon.
VOICES OFF
The chief prophet of the stars. The chief prophet of the stars.
CHAMBERLAIN
I have summoned the chief prophet, Majesty.
KING
If he interpret this aright I will put a necklace of turquoises round
his neck with opals from the mines.
CHAMBERLAIN
He will not fail. He is a very cunning interpreter.
KING
What if he covers himself with a huge black cloak and does not speak
and goes muttering away, slowly with bended head, till our fear spreads
to the sentries and they cry aloud?
CHAMBERLAIN
This is no doom from the stars, but some idle scribe hath written it in
his insolence upon the iron door, wasting his hoard of gold.
KING
Not for myself I have a fear of doom, not for myself; but I inherited a
rocky land, windy and ill-nurtured, and nursed it to prosperity by
years of peace and spread its boundaries by years of war. I have
brought up harvests out of barren acres and given good laws unto
naughty towns, and my people are happy, and lo, the stars are angry!
CHAMBERLAIN
It is not the stars, it is not the stars, Majesty, for the prophets of
the stars have not interpreted it. Indeed, it was only some reveller
wasting his gold.
[_Meanwhile enter Chief Prophet of the stars that look on Zericon._
KING
Chief Prophet of the Stars that look on Zericon, I would have you
interpret the rhyme upon yonder door.
CHIEF PROPHET (_goes up to the door and reads_)
It is from the stars.
KING
Interpret it and you shall have great turquoises round your neck, with
opals from the mines in the frozen mountains.
CHIEF PROPHET (_cloaks himself like the others in a great black cloak_)
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