TYLTYL Yes, indeed!... But she will grow bigger....
THE NEIGHBOUR What are they saying?... Haven't they got over it yet?...
MUMMY TYL They are better, they are mending.... It will be all right when they have had their breakfasts....
THE NEIGHBOUR (pushing the LITTLE GIRL into TYLTYL'S arms). Come along, child, come and thank Tyltyl....
(TYLTYL, suddenly frightened, takes a step back.)
MUMMY TYL Well, Tyltyl, what's the matter?.... Are you afraid of the little girl?... Come, give her a kiss, a good big kiss.... No, a better one than that.... You're not so shy as a rule!... Another one!... But what's the matter with you?... You look as if you were going to cry....
(TYLTYL, after kissing the LITTLE GIRL rather awkwardly, stands before her for a moment and the two children look at each other without speaking; then TYLTYL strokes the dove's head.)
TYLTYL Is he blue enough?...
THE LITTLE GIRL Yes, I am so pleased with him....
TYLTYL I have seen bluer ones.... But those which are quite blue, you know, do what you will, you can't catch them....