9 LOSE brook nesie which a woman all in rags sat upon a storf[She hands the book to Violet RBWCQHe5B Sat@-50 LOSGSOAB and puts on a.cape of rags] Rag Woman” Good-day to you, young traveler, [Minister's Son makes no reply] Have pity Upon me, traveler. lam dying of hunger, as you see, and three days have I been here and no one has given me anything. Minister's Son: Let me alone, old beggar; | can do nothing for you. Rag Woman: If wishes were horses all beggars would ride. Perhaps the next traveler won't let a golden opportunity slip by. [Gardener's Son enters waking beside his horse] Rag Woman: Good-day to you, young traveler. Gardener's Son: Good-day to you You look as though you could use some help. Rag ‘Woman: Young traveler, have pity upon me. Gardener's Son: Why ‘tis pity to be down so low. Iil not pity you but will share my good. fortune. Take my purse and accept a ride, for your legs look weak. [He does] Are these woods your home? Rag Woman: They are. If you are looking for @ place to rest your bones tonight, there is @ busting village ahead with awelcoming inn for misfits and beggars. Qo Gardener's 5 commotion] Then that’s where we shall gfl[ They journey to the town—there is much SQ5O (vipa 82" Herale: Morn blast] Our magnificent Sutan is gravely i. He will give a great reward to 1055. (bantvt) 2 SQS7-0 ‘whomever cures him and gives him back the strength of his youth. Minister's Son: Bah! That's too much work for me. Lhave my youth and what should | care about an old Sultan who wants to be young again Herald: What about you? Gardener's Son: | would help if coulgHayt | know nothing about magic cures that can restore the strength of a man's yo Rag Woman: [pulling him aside] This is what you must do. Go out by the south gate and there you wil find three bushes of different colors. Pick 10 leaves from each, burn them separately, and gather up the ashes, Put the ashes of each bush into a bag of its own color, and then go before the palace and call, "A celebrated physician has come from afar. He alone can give the Sultan back the strength of his youth.” Present yourself before the sick Sultan and demand 2s much wood as three mules can carry, a great cauldron, and privacy, “Then when the cauldron boils throw him into it and there leave him until he is nothing but bones. Violet: Ewwnw..that sounds awful. [S nods] Rag Woman: Arrange the bones in their proper places and throw over them the ashes from al three bags. The Sultan will come back to life, and will be just as he was when he was twenty years old, For your great reward, you must demand the bronze ring SM Cal Serpt 6-19-14 Is