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358 And then the forfeited life policy— Exceedingly unpleasant.
 * (really angry). Gentlemen,

It must be patent to the merest dunce Three persons can't soliloquize at once.

(Aside.) They're playing on me! Playing upon me Who am not fashioned to be played upon! Show them a pipe—a thing of holes and stops Made to be played on—and they'll shrink abashed And swear they have not skill on that! Now mark (Aloud.) Rosencrantz! Here!

This is a well-toned flute; Play me an air upon it. Do not say You know not how!
 * Nay, but I do know how.

I'm rather good upon the flute—Observe—

(snatching it from him, peevishly). Bah—everything goes wrong!


 * Rosencrantz!
 * Well?
 * I've found the manuscript,.

But never put me to such work again!
 * Why, what has happened that you tremble so?