The glorious city of God is my theme in this work, which you, my dearest son Marcellinus, suggested, and which is due to you by my promise. But now the dragons have arrived.

[Boolbar] applause!

Elsinore. A platform before the castle. Francisco at his post. Enter DRAGONS.

'It was a queer, sultry summer, the summer they electrocuted the Rosenbergs, and I didn’t know what I was doing in New York. And then the dragons arrived.
Which would have made that book a hell of a lot better.