(They begin to sing, dancing meanwhile, in a free little ballet-manner, a wine-dance, dancing separate and then together.)

De terre en vigne,
La voila la jolie vigne,
Vigni-vignons—vignons le vin,
La voila la jolie vigne au vin,
La voila la jolie vigne.

OLIVER. Join in—join in, all.

(ANABEL joins in; the three dance and move in rhythm.)

WINIFRED. I love it—I love it! Do Ma capote a trois boutons—you know it, don't you, Anabel? Ready—now—-

(They begin to dance to a quick little march-rhythm, all singing and
dancing till they are out of breath.)

OLIVER. Oh!—tired!—let us sit down.

WINIFRED. Oliver!—oh, Oliver!—I LOVE you and Anabel.

OLIVER. Oh, Winifred, I brought you a present—you'll love me more now.

WINIFRED. Yes, I shall. Do give it me.