THE CAT You see, he insults everybody....
TYLTYL Yes, he is unbearable and one can't hear one's self speak.... Mr. Ivy, will you chain him up, please?...
THE IVY (timorously going up to the DOG) Won't he bite?...
THE DOG (growling) On the contrary, on the contrary!... He's going to kiss you!... Just wait and see!... Come along, come along, you old ball of twine, you!...
TYLTYL (threatening him with his stick) Tylô!...
THE DOG (cringing at TYLTYL'S feet and wagging his tail) What am I to do, my little god?
TYLTYL Lie down flat!... Obey the Ivy.... Let him bind you, or....
THE DOG (growling between his teeth, while the IVY binds him) Ball of twine I... Hunk of yarn!... Hangman's rope I... Calves' leash!... Look, my little god I ... He's cutting my paws!... He's choking me!...
TYLTYL I don't care!... It's your own fault.... Hold your tongue; be quiet; you're unbearable!...
THE DOG You're wrong, for all that.... They mean mischief.... Take care, my little god!... He's closing my mouth!... I can't speak!...