- eyes burning with excitement; but Blick goes on quietly.
Blick. Ah, that is what we have longed to do—how we have longed!
Berthold. But you have done nothing?
Blick. What could we do? [He bows his head.] We are Dwarfs. We know nothing of the world of men and cities. We hoped that her enemy might some day creep back here. But we are not even sure who . . .
Berthold. Sure? It was Brangomar, the only enemy our little Princess ever had.
Blick. And Brangomar is—a Queen!
Snick. Upon a Throne!
Glick. With a great Court about her!
Flick. In a great City!
Whick. Full of tall people!
Blick. [Bursting out with passionate eager-
