Why w(h)at a—(looks towards her feet) tail?
Forgive the observation,
Is there not something queer in your formation?
(Hesitatingly.) You don’t wear boots and shoes? (aside)
Ah, that a fix is!
They can’t of course!
Mona. Why not? My number’s “sixes.”
You never heard of soles and eels?
Prince Doodle. Yes, fried!
Mona. Around our grottoes, there(’s) sea-horses(’s) hide.