PRINCESS. I will do my best, father. (She takes the WOODCUTTER'S hand.)
KING. Then the marriage will take place this evening. (With a wave of his wand) Let the revels begin.
(They begin)
ACT II.—OLIVER'S ISLAND
SCENE I.—The Schoolroom (Ugh!)
OLIVER is discovered lying flat on his—well, lying flat on the floor, deep in a book. The CURATE puts his head in at the door.
CURATE. Ah, our young friend, Oliver! And how are we this morning, dear lad?
OLIVER (mumbling). All right, thanks.
CURATE. That's well, that's well. Deep in our studies, I see, deep in our studies. And what branch of Knowledge are we pursuing this morning?
OLIVER (without looking up). "Marooned in the Pacific," or "The Pirate's Bride."