Henri Rousseau The Boat in the Storm

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maysherestinpeace, she used to take me over to Razorback or into Lancre whenever the strolling players were in town. She was very keen on the theatre. They've got more crowns than you can shake a stick at although, mind—' she paused – 'Goodie did say they're made of tin and paper and stuff. And just glass for the jewels. But they look more realler than this one. Do you think that's strange?'
'I think so.'
'And they stroll around the country, you say?' said Granny thoughtfully, looking towards the scullery door.
'All over the place. There's a troupe in Lancre now, I heard. I haven't been because, you know.' Magrat looked down. ' 'Tis not right, a woman going into such places by herself.''Things that try to look like things often do look more like things than things. Well-known fact,' said Granny. 'But I don't hold with encouraging it. What do they stroll about playing, then, in these crowns?''You don't know about the theatre?' said Magrat.Granny Weatherwax, who never declared her ignorance of anything, didn't hesitate. 'Oh, yes,' she said. 'It's one of them style of things, then, is it?''Goodie Whemper said it held a mirror up to life,' said Magrat. 'She said it always cheered her up.''I expect it would,' said Granny, striking out. 'Played properly, at any rate. Good people, are they, these theatre players?'