Bluegrass.
[Aside] Beautiful simplicity! Arcadia had no better than this untutored Parisian. [Aloud] Dear Ninon, the advance-guard and keen-eyed pickets of civilization have driven the buffalo from our future home in Cornville; but you shall have amusement.
Ninon.
[Aside] Oh, he is ze grand American lover!
Bluegrass.
Ninon, in Paris were you ever courted,—that is to say, were you ever in a court of love or law?
Ninon.
Why, Major Bluegrass, I did not know ze court was for ze love. I thought ze court was only for ze law.
Bluegrass.
Give me simplicity! O Love, the entangler, do not unravel us! Let no frog croak in Cornville.