Rosalia [looking about with delight]. Oh, the lovely dollies. [Examines them.] And there comes Peter! [Enter Peter (R.). Rosalia goes to meet him.] Peter! Peter!
Peter [amazed]. Oh, you darling! How in the world did you get in here?
Rosalia. I just crept in behind one of the Monks. I saw him going along the street, and I ran after him, and when he opened the big gates I just crept in. Here I am, Peter!
Peter [worried]. Well, I don't see what I am going to do with you, now you are here. I can't let you out again, and I don't know whatever the Monks would say!
Rosalia. Oh, I know! I'll stay out here in the garden. I'll sleep in one of those beautiful dolly-cradles over there, and you can bring me something to eat.
Peter. But the Monks come out very often to look over the garden, and they'll be sure to find you.
Rosalia. No, I'll hide. Oh, Peter, see that place where there isn't any dolly?
Peter. Yes, that doll didn't come up.
Rosalia. I'll tell you what I'll do. I'll just stand here in her place and nobody can tell the difference. [Steps into place among dolls.]