[Refrain; they attempt to continue the dance—but suddenly sit down side by side.
Jane (with a gasp). I don't know what it is—but, oh, I do feel so peculiar!
Tommy (with a gulp). I've tumults taking place within that I may say unruly are.
Jane. Why, Tommy, you are turning green—you really and you truly are!
Tommy. No, that I'm not, so there now!
Jane. But you are!
Tommy. And so are you!
[Melancholy music; to which Tommy and Jane, after a few convulsive movements, gradually become inanimate. Enter old Farmer Copeer from gate, carrying a large bottle labelled "Cattle Medicine."
Farmer C. It's time I gave the old bay mare her drench.
[Stumbles over the children.