Sir Rat. You flatter me.
Fluffy (aside). It is my only chance.
(To Tommy.)
Run, Tommy! run! and bring dear Father-cat,
While I remain and flatter Mr. Rat.
(Exit Tommy, in haste.)
(To Sir Rat.)
It’s very plain you learned that step in France.
I wish, dear Rat, you’d teach me how to dance.
Sir Rat. I do not often dancing-lessons give;
But since you haven’t very long to live,
And you are so polite, this once I’ll try.
Fluffy. Thanks! thanks, dear Rat,—one dance before I die.