[The Peacock has spread his tail.]
A Cock
[To the Peacock.] Master, which of us will you make the fashion?
The Padua Cock
[Quickly coming forward.] Me! I look like a palm-tree!
A China Cock
[Pushing the Padua Cock aside.] I look like a pagoda!
A Big Feather-footed Cock
[Pushing the China Cock aside.] Me! I have cauliflowers sprouting at my heels!
Chantecler
Each is in one the show and Mr. Barnum!
All
[Parading and filing past the Peacock.] See my beak! See my feet! See my feathers!
Chantecler
[Suddenly shouting at them.] Lo! While you hold your costume contest, a Scarecrow gives you his blessing!
[Behind them, in fact, the wind has lifted the arms of the Scarecrow, which loosely wave above the pageant.]
All
[Starting back.] What?