Who are those five little ones? They are very sweet.
THE FIRST CHILD
Why, they are your children: two boys and three girls!
TYLTYL
Mine? Shall I have five children?
THE FIRST CHILD
Six, you will have six, for the last little one isn't here yet.... I promise you, the world can do with them, after what people have been up to, down there!...
TYLTYL
But I shall never be able to feed them all!...
(THE FIVE LITTLE ONES, still holding hands, have stopped in front of THE SIX GIRLS and stand looking at them solemnly, without speaking. By degrees, the halls have become filled with a host of other CHILDREN who gather round THE FIVE LITTLE ONES and watch them. The silence at last becomes irksome and TYLTYL breaks it.)