It was polonius, the king's adviser. He came rushing into the therone room. "Hamlet has gone mad," he announced. "And i know why."
The king started. "Mad?" "Yes!" panted Polonius.. polonius. "He came into my daughter ophelia's chamber and ranted and raved."
"He's mad with love, you see." Explained polonius.
"Ah." The king sounded relieved. "I would like to see this for myself."