Countess. Thank you, Gander. Now we will go for a nice walk and you shall choose it. You shall take me to your favourite place.
[The Gander and Drake both shake their heads sadly.
Countess. What is it? Something wrong? Dear me, I wish you could speak. Lead the way then. Goosey Goosey Gander, whither shall we wander?
[Walk round with steps and out.
CURTAIN
