Florrie. But there can't be any serpents there, then?
L. Why not?
Florrie. Because they don't come into such beautiful places.
L. I never said it was a beautiful place.
Florrie. What! not with diamonds strewed about it like dew?
L. That's according te your fancy, Florrie. For myself, I like dew better.
Isabel. Oh, but the dew won't stay; it all dries!
L. Yes; and it would be much nicer if the diamonds dried too, for the people in the valley have to sweep them off the grass, in heaps, whenever they want to walk on it; and then the heaps glitter so, they hurt one's eyes.
Florrie. Now you're just playing, you know.
L. So are you, you know.