The Magpie
[Announcing in a louder and louder, more and more impressive voice.] Cock Wyandotte of the Sable Spur! [Shiver of emotion among the Hens.]
The Guinea-hen
[Off her head with excitement.] Heavens and gracious powers—my son!
The Young Guinea-cock
[Running to her.] Mamma!
The Guinea-hen
Wyandotte! Cock Wyandotte!
The Peacock
[With a fine carelessness.] Cock with strawberry coronet, product of Art Nouveau!
The Guinea-hen
[To the newcomers who are surrounded by astonished murmurs.] Strawberry coronet!—Gentlemen—
The Young Guinea-cock
[Who has gone to take a look outside.] Mamma!
The Guinea-hen
—so kindly condescending to honour my poor house—
The Young Guinea-cock
Mamma, there are still others coming!
The Magpie
His lordship, the Cock—