Chapter 18

TIME: _one month later._ PLACE: _the vineyard._

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THE THREE SONS.

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[_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._]