Betsy. Baron Klíngen.... Why were you not here last night?
Koko Klíngen. I could not come, I was engaged.
Betsy. What a pity, it was so interesting! (Laughs.) You should have seen what manifestations we had! Well, how is our charade getting on?
Koko Klíngen. Oh, the verses for mon second are ready. Nick composed the verses, and I the music.
Betsy. What are they? What are they? Do tell me!
Koko Klíngen. Wait a minute; how does it go?... Oh, the knight sings:
"Oh, naught so beautiful as nature:
The Nautilus sails by.
Oh, naughty lass, oh, naughty lass!
Oh, nought, oh, nought! Oh, fie!"
Lady. I see, my second is "nought," and what is my first?
Koko Klíngen. My first is Aero, the name of a girl savage.
Betsy. Aero, you see, is a savage who wished to devour the object of her love. (Laughs.) She goes about lamenting, and sings—