I'll show you. First I hold myself very erect, stiffen my legs, walk 'round you, barking low and melodiously. My tail wriggles, my ears ...
THE LITTLE DOG
Don't come near me. I feel quite upset. (Escaping.) Aïe! You unmannerly fellow!
KIKI-THE-DEMURE, (standing up)
These preludes are indeed a sad parody on our wild love-making ... (aloud, very angry) I should think—
THE LITTLE DOG looks to see where the dreadful voice is coming from, and espies a strange striped monster with eyes afire, and eyebrows and whiskers bristling ferociously. She dashes towards the door crying,
Help, help! There's a tiger on the piano! ...
And falls into the arms of her mistress, who has come upon the scene and proceeds to console her with great volubility; Fifi! my Zezette! My darling! there, there, goo, goo, goo, goo, you poor helpless little doggie! What did they do to her? Ooooo!--Ooo! Was it the naughty bow-bow? etc., etc., etc.
