There are queer goings on at court now. Prince Hamlet is mad, Ophelia is mad too. In sum, it's very queer here altogether, so that I have a good mind to take myself off.

My goodness! there I see my good friend Phantasmo. I couldn't find a better. I'll beg him to put in a good word for me. Good luck to you, Master Phantasmo!

Thank you kindly! What do you want, Master Clown?

Eh, Master Phantasmo, 'tis a long time since I have been at court, and I am greatly in arrears. So prithee put in a good word for me, and I'll treat you to a good cheese.

What, lout, dost think that I get nothing to eat at court?