The Queen.
And these six new neckties ... my favourite colours! [She produces the articles.]
The King.
[Recovering poise.] The pipe was for my prize elephant. And the ties were to be competed for in a scratch race—the spotted ones for the leopards and the striped ones for the zebras!
The Queen and Moss-Rose.
[Laughing.] You dear! [They kiss the King and thrust their booty into his pockets.]
The King.
And now what’s the programme for the day’s festivities? A ball as usual to-night, I suppose!
The Queen.