Mr. F.—And what's more, I know a short cut to London, that will get you there in less than half the time.
C. L.—Oh, then, pray show it to us. Every minute is precious.
Mr. F.—You can't possibly mistake the road. Directly you get out of here, you will see a dark path to the right, that looks rather like the entrance to a cavern. However, you may be sure it leads to London, and you'll find the Queen sitting at the other end of it.
T. L.—Ah! that's capital! Oho! Aha! Hurrah!
Mr. F.—You all go on in front, and I'll bring up the rear, in case a lion comes up behind us.
C. L.—We'll go in single file this time.
(Exit, each making his own noise. Fox follows, slyly dancing.)
(After a minute all their voices heard together, then a pause. Fox re-enters covered with feathers. He crosses the stage silently, with a smile.)
Mr. F.—Henny Penny was the nicest! The others were rather tough!
Curtain.