Oh, he will talk
With ferns and flowers and whisper to the mice!
Perfectly happy, art thou not, dear fool?
SHADOW-OF-A-LEAF
Perfectly happy since I lost my wits!
SCARLET
Pray that thou never dost regain them, then,
Shadow-of-a-Leaf.
SHADOW-OF-A-LEAF
I thank you kindly, sir,
And pray that you may quickly lose your own,
And so be happy, too. Robin's away,
But, if you'd lost your wits, you would not grieve.
SCARLET
SHADOW-OF-A-LEAF