II The Hour-Bells
Nugo. No hour at all, for the hour-bell is now thrown down to the ground. Haven’t you been to see it?
Grac. I did not dare, for they say that it is dangerous.
Nugo. I have been there and saw no end of women with child spring across the channel for the molten metal, which is dug in the earth.
Turd. I heard that this was beneficial for them.
Grac. This is distaff philosophy, as they say, but I was inquiring as to the hour.