She. That was made to see by?
He. If I can't see you!
She. Oh, Manikin!
He. Minikin?
She. If you hadn't said that again, my doubt would have filled a balloon.
He. Your doubt—which doubt, what doubt?
She. And although I can't move, although I can't move unless somebody shoves me, one of these days when the sun isn't here, I would have slipped over the edge of this everlasting shelf——
He. Minikin!
She. And fallen to that everlasting floor into so many fragments, they'd never paste Minikin together again!