The Blackbird
[Looking at him from a distance.] What do you know about it, pocket panther?
The Cat
I saw a Pheasant-hen exciting his admiration, and I saw that he would go.
The Blackbird
It’s when you’re sound asleep that you see everything!
The Grand-duke
[To Scops.] Very well, then, let us suppose him going.
Scops
Chantecler, for all his fame, has retained his bluff country squire’s frankness. When he sees this—
The Blackbird
[Prompting.] Tea-fight—
Scops
And the contortions of those—
The Blackbird
[Same business.] Snobs—
Scops
In the presence of those—
The Blackbird
[Same business.] Big guns—