Come, do this work
as I have told you.
(_The sons take up their spades, but unwillingly._)
Now listen: a pot of gold is hidden in this vineyard. It is buried deep
beneath these vines.
SONS. A pot of gold!
FARMER. It is all I have to leave you. I think it best to-tell you now,
for I cannot live much longer.
FIRST SON. Why do you hide the gold, my father?
FARMER. That you may dig for it.
SECOND SON. Why do you hide it in the ground?
FARMER. That you may dig for it.
THIRD SON. Why don't you tell us where it is?
FARMER. That you may dig for it.
[_He goes._]
SONS. A pot of gold!
FIRST SON. Now I shall go to war and ride a great white horse!
SECOND SON. Now I shall marry a princess and wear her golden crown!
THIRD SON. Now I shall find my purse of gold, and never work again!
SCENE II
TIME: _one month later._
PLACE: _the vineyard._
* * * * *
THE THREE SONS.
* * * * *
[_The ground is completely dug up. The_ FIRST SON _is seen digging. He
throws down his spade showing disappointment._]
FIRST SON. I cannot find it!
(_Enter_ SECOND SON _with his spade._)
Did you find it?
SECOND SON. No, and I have dug up every inch of our western vineyard.
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