RP: Ah, there you are good brother! Father and I had wondered where you had gone.

CP: Ive been looking all nightfor her. RP: Her? CP: Yes, the beautiful one I danced the evening with. RP: Well, where did she go? CP: (Sigh) Disappeared, like the fine morning mist. RP: Well, she was lovely. CP: The loveliest! RP: Ah, Im not certain of that! I must confess I too have found a lovely maiden! She lives here in the woods. CP: The woods? RP: Yes, in the top of a tall towerthat has no dooror stairs. CP: Where? RP: Two leagues from here, due east, just beyond the mossy knoll. CP: And, how do you manage a visit? RP: Oh, I stand before her window and I say Rupunzel, Rupunzel! Let Down your hair to me! And then she lowers the longest, most beautiful head of hair, yellow as cornwhich I climb to her. CP: (laughs Mockingly) Rupunzel, Rupunzel! What kind of a name is that? In jest, I have never heard of such a thing! RP: I speak the truth! And she is as true as your maiden. A maiden running from a prince. None would run from us. CP: Yet one has

RP: (shocked) Brother, what a surprise. CP: (surprised) Brother! Howgood to see you. RP: Uhwhat brings you to the wood today? CP: Im, uminvestigating news of a giant. RP: (chuckles) You? Investigating news of a giant? Why father would not even do that! Thats business for your steward, or less. CP: Well, what brings you into the wood? RP: (sighs) my Rupunzel has run off. CP: Run off? RP: Shes a changed woman! Subject to hysterical fits of crying, moods that no soul could predict. I know not what to do. CP: What a pity. RP: And Cinderella? CP: Sheremains well RP: Does she? Now brother, do tell me what youre really doing here.