FIDDLER. If you wish it.
TALKER. You would wish me to accompany her, of course.
MOTHER (with a smile). It is kind of you, sir, but I think perhaps my daughter—
DAUGHTER (eagerly). Yes, of course, I will if I can. (She goes to the spinet.)
FIDDLER (playing a few notes). Do you know this?
DAUGHTER. Yes, I think so. (She plays. At the end of it the TALKER finds himself bowing to the applause.)
TALKER. And now, Madame, you have had a sample of all our poor talents, save and except that paltry talent of mine which in other company concludes such a performance. I pray you tell me what you think of the entertainment.
MOTHER. I have enjoyed it immensely, good Master Johannes. And if you did wish to exercise that talent of yours, of which so far we have only heard—
TALKER. Nay, nay, Madame, I beg you.
MOTHER. Then, Sir, I offer you my grateful thanks for your entertainment.