The Pheasant-hen
For the sake of this sincere tribute, I forgive you all the rest!
Chantecler
But—
The Blackbird
[Coming and going in excitement.] Oh, wonderful, and again wonderful, and then again wonderful!—Hear me rant!
Chantecler
[Amazed.] What, is it possible that you—?
The Blackbird
Am I given to gush? This time, old man, it’s the genuine article, Enthusiasm with a capital E!
Chantecler
Are you in earnest?
The Blackbird
Must I send you a blankety carrier-pigeon with the news?—That Cock and that crow,—oh, my soul!—And then the day breaking,—oh, my stars!
The Pheasant-hen
[To Chantecler.] There seems to be no reason, dear, why I should not leave you alone together.
Chantecler
But where are you going?
The Pheasant-hen
[Slightly ashamed of her own frivolity.] I am going to the—