TYLTYL (staggered for a moment, next puts his hand to his cheek with an expression of rapture) Oh, that's just like the slaps you used to give me when you were alive?... Grandad, how nice it was and how good it makes one feel!... I must give you a kiss!...
GAFFER TYL Very well; there's more where that came from, if you like them....
(The clock strikes half-past eight)
TYLTYL (starting up) Half-past eight!... (He flings down his spoon.) Mytyl, we've only just got time!...
GRANNY TYL Oh, I say!... Just a few minutes more!... Your house isn't on fire!... We see you so seldom....
TYLTYL No, we can't possibly.... Light is so kind.... And I promised her.... Come, Mytyl, come!...
GAFFER TYL Goodness gracious, how tiresome the Living are with all their business and excitement!...
TYLTYL (taking his cage and hurriedly kissing everybody all round) Good-bye, grandad.... Good-bye, granny.... Good-bye, brothers and sisters, Pierrot, Robert, Pauline, Madeleine, Riquette and you, too, Kiki.... I feel we mustn't stay.... Don't cry, granny; we will come back often....
GRANNY TYL Come back every day!...
TYLTYL Yes, yes; we will come back as often as we can....