Doo. We’ll build a raft; with diamonds fill each sack;
Set sail before he knows—
Noo. And not come back.
But where’s your crew?
Doo. My crew? Oh there’s the rub,
I hav’nt got a crew to sail a tub.
A set of geese! (Trunk of tree opens and shows Fairy of the Forest.)
Fairy. Sprinkle thrice, sprinkle thrice.
And your geese, in half a trice
Will disappear, and on the land,