Bailiff [mounting his horse]. Well, he had better not do it again.
[Shakes his stick at Gander. Gander rushes at him. They fight. Drake and Gander peck and flap. Bailiff beats them with his stick. Gander gets hold of his coat with his beak. Bailiff beats him off. Farmer Giles looks on, smoking and smiling.
Bailiff. My best coat! Look! this is intolerable. I shall go straight to the castle and complain to her ladyship.
[Gallops off R.
Farmer Giles [to Gander]. Look here, old boy, you must behave yourself, mind, or you'll get into trouble.
[Goes back through gate and off L.
Gander. Quick, we must follow that old wretch to the castle and hear what he's saying. Come on, Drakey. How fast can you waddle?
Drake. Oh, a good pace. I can do a mile an hour easy.
Gander. Capital. Come along then.
[They waddle out R.