"Whensoever thou wouldst wish," Claudius says -- enjoying the flush on Galahad's face, knowing he inspired it. "In whatever garments thou wouldst wish. There are others than shifts and corsets -- scantier things for wearing under slimmer gowns, made of silk and lace. I could wear them even under suits and sweaters, and thou wouldst know't." As he speaks, he draws out another strand from the canopy of Galahad's hair. With a pair of sharp and silver scissors, selected from the vanity, he makes his first careful cut.