The W. U. Temptation (so I've understood)
A child, in order kept, shuns;
And fruit in lanes is seldom good
(With several exceptions).
However freely you partake,
It can't—as you are young—kill,
But should it cause a stomach-ache—
Well, don't you blame your Uncle!
Tommy and Jane. No, should it cause a stomach-ache, we will not blame our Uncle!
The W. U. (aside). They'll need no further personal assistance,
But take the bait when I am at a distance.
I could not, were I paid a thousand ducats,
(With sentiment) Stand by, and see them kick their little buckets,
Or look on while their sticks this pretty pair cut!
[Stealing off.
Tommy. What, Uncle, going?
The W. U. (with assumed jauntiness). Just to get my hair cut! [Goes.
Tommy (looking wistfully at the berries). I say, they do look nice, Jane, such a lot too!
Jane (demurely). Well, Tommy, Uncle never told us not to.
[Slow music; they gradually approach the berries, which they pick and eat with increasing relish, culminating in a dance of delight.
Duet—Tommy and Jane (with step-dance).