GRANNY TYL
Tyltyl! Tyltyl!... Gracious, you again!... But this time it's not a surprise. We were expecting you; we were told three days ago.... All the same, though, we're so glad to see you that it's difficult to believe at first.... But how big and strong you've grown, dear! And so good-looking: I should never have known you!... Oh, dear, how nice it is to get a kiss like this now and again!...
GAFFER TYL
Haven't you brought Mytyl this time?...
GRANNY TYL
Of course he hasn't; you know it's not her turn yet.... We know what you're here for, Tyltyl: it's not to see us! You needn't blush!... You young rascal, you scamp!... There, there, you're quite right; and the sooner you set about it the better.... So it's one of these girls they have to choose?
TYLTYL
Yes, Granny, it seems so.
GAFFER TYL
(Eyeing them like an expert.) Ho, ho!... And, my word, a very nice lot too! My compliments! I admire your taste.... (Pointing to ROSELLE.) If I were you, I'd choose that one: she's the prettiest and the plumpest.