Patou
No mistaking the symptoms! He is very much in love.
The Guinea-hen
[Presenting her son to the Pheasant-hen.] The Guinea-cock, my son.
The Young Guinea-cock
[Looking admiringly at the Pheasant-hen.] What a jolly shade of blond!
A Hen
[Disparagingly.] Like butter!
Chantecler
[Turning, dryly to the Hens.] It is time you went indoors.
The Pheasant-hen
[Amiably.] So soon?
Chantecler
They retire early.
A Hen
[A little mortified.] Yes, we must turn in.
The Pheasant-hen
They go in by a ladder!
The Guinea-hen
[To the Pheasant-hen.] Let us be great friends, my dear, shall we?