ZOON: Yes, from the Golden Hoard beyond the marshes. I went there once
with old brown Oomuz there.
MELIFLOR: Of what avail is it to come back burdened thus? Has not the
Queen more wealth than she'll ever need?
MOOMOOMON: Aye, the Queen needs nothing more.
ZOON: How can we know that?
MOMOOMON: Why not?
ZOON: The Queen obeys old impulses. Her sires are dead. Who knows whence
those impulses come? How can we say what they are?
MOOMOOMON: She cannot need more wealth than what is here.
MELIFLOR: No, no, she cannot.
ZOON: She needs more, for she has bidden them go again to the Golden
Hoards. Her impulses have demanded it.
MOOMOOMON: Then there is no reason in her impulses.
ZOON: They do not come from reason.
MOOMOOMON: So I said.
ZOON: They come from Fate.
MOOMOOMON: From Fate!
[_There is a hush at this._ OOMUZ _comes nearer and kneels down._
OOMUZ: Oh, Masters, Masters. If there be anything greater, greater than
the Queen, speak not of it, Masters, speak not its name.
ZOON: No, Oomuz. We need nothing greater.
OOMUZ: The name frightened me, Mighty Highness.
ZOON: Yes, yes, Oomuz; there is only the Queen.
MOOMOOMON: No, there is nothing greater than the Queen, and she has no
need of anything more than the treasure that he guards there.
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