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arry 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. [_Enter_ THIRD SON _with his spade._] FIRST AND SECOND SONS. Did you find it? THIRD SON. No, and I have dug up every inch of the eastern vineyard. FIRST SON. Well, you see what I have done here. SECOND SON. Not a vine that has not been dug about! THIRD SON. I cannot understand it! FIRST SON. The day our father died he spoke again of the pot of gold. SECOND SON. And told us again to dig for it. THIRD SON. I cannot understand it. [_They go, shaking their heads sadly._] SCENE III TIME: _six months later._ PLACE: _the vineyard._ * * * * * THE THREE SONS. THE FRUIT MERCHANT. * * * * * [_The_ MERCHANT _enters the vineyard with the_ THREE SONS.] MERCHANT. You say your grapes are ripe? FIRST SON. They are ripe and ready to sell, sir. SECOND SON. Come, now, and look at them. [_They cross to the vines._] MERCHANT. Why, I have never seen such grapes as these! THIRD SON. We have never had such grapes before, sir. MERCHANT. How fine and large they are! FIRST SON. And sweet, too! Just taste one, sir! MERCHANT (_eating a grape_). Are they all like these? SECOND SON. Every vine bears just such grapes. MERCHANT. I must have your grapes. I will give a pot of gold for them. SONS. A pot of gold! MERCHANT. Come, will you sell? SONS. Aye, sir! MERCHANT. Then to-morrow I will bring the pot of gold and take away the grapes. [_He goes._] SONS. A pot of gold! FIRST SON. I wonder if that was father's pot of gold. SECOND SON. I almost think it was. THIRD SON. I wonder now, I wonder-- FIRST SON. No war horse for me! I will stay and dig again for gold! SECOND SON. No prince's crown for me! I will stay and dig here too! THIRD SON. I have found my purse of gold! I will stay and find another! THE HARE AND THE HEDGEHOG TIME: _one
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