Arthur. Come this way (leads Tommy to one side the stage; Ned follows). Ned, you must scowl and look fierce. Tommy, fold your arms, and stand still as a post.
(Puts apple on Tommy’s head, and takes aim with bow and arrow.)
Tommy. Oh, I’m afraid! Look out for my eyes! The arrow might go off!
Arthur. I’ll put the apple in the chair.
(Tommy stands motionless. Arthur aims at apple in the chair. Ned stands by with drawn sword; then all three resume their former position.)
Kate. Now, we girls must stand around the May-pole (they gather around the pole). Who’ll wind?
The Girls. You, you, you!
Polly. What a little circle! I wish we had more girls.
Kate. So do I. (To Anna.) How shall I wind up the wax-works?
Anna. The ones I saw all stood on a string, and the string led to a box; and, when the box was wound up, the wax-works began to act their parts. A door-key will do to wind with.