Alph. (Admiringly.) Quite a little Weekly Budget, ain’t she!
Venus. Now I have told you who I am. I must have slept now some thousands and thousands of years.
Alph. Had a tidy doss then?
Venus. But thou hast awakened me, and I am thine for ever.
Alph. (Aside.) I’ll take the first train for America to-morrow.
Venus. But, where is that fearful youth who slew my doves? Bring him forth!
Alph. I can’t bring him fourth or fifth. He was not talking about a dove; he was talking about a ballet girl. And now, missus, to come to the point, now you’ve seen me doing my daily business you’ve thought better of it, ain’t you?
Venus. Better; aye, far better! They sit at your bidding, and you make them sit in silence while you bend over their faces with yonder sharp little instrument, and you threaten their bare throats! You are indeed a king of mortals, and I love you even more! I would do anything for thee!
Alph. Well, first of all give me the ring.
Venus. The sole symbol of my power—the charm that has called me from my long sleep? Never.