KING [_rushes in excitedly_]--Where is my daughter? My daughter! [OMAR
_appears in response to bell._] Omar, scour the kingdom for that
wretched Sir Constantine. He no doubt knows something about my daughter.
[OMAR _retires, while_ KING _walks up and down stage in anger
until_ OMAR _returns._]
OMAR [_returns and bows low_]--Your Majesty, I have searched everywhere
except in the forest.
KING--What! not found my daughter? Now methinks the forest is the very
place to which she and her scoundrel Knight would take themselves. Now
will I creep all through the forest, and mayhap I will find these
madcapped lovers. Their ill-gained happiness will soon be brought to an
end.