Coq. Ah, General! It’s you?
G. B. (confused) I’m looking for—
Coq. your gout?
A taste of something good and nice,
Ah, stout?
I see it’s up, (Looking at him meaningly.)
You’d better take it down,
(Points to door.)
Gen. B. Now what a tease you are! Come, do not frown.
Don’t, Coquettina, of my love make light.