G. Bounce. (Suspiciously.) He loves.
Captain Pounce. (Confidentially.) We love!
Rooster. (Surprised.) Ye love!
G. King. (Disgusted.) They love!
My love’s declined with thanks. Alas, it’s true,
Kings are but mortals, and I love like you.
All. The maid?
G. King. A mermaid. Nay, you should’nt start,
A mermaid, like a cabbage, has a heart.
I offered her my hand; in it the key