Cory. Hush!
Be off! Be off! Go finish your nap, I tell you!
Thyr. Corydon, listen: If you don't want your sheep,
Give them to me.
Cory. Be off. Go finish your nap.
A red one—and a blue one—and a red one—
And a purple one—give you my sheep, did you say?—
Come, come! What do you take me for, a fool?
I've a lot of thinking to do,—and while I'm thinking,
The sheep might just as well be over here
As over there.... A blue one—and a red one—
Thyr. But they will die!
Cory. And a green one—and a couple
Of white ones, for a change.
Thyr. Maybe I have
Some jewels on my side.
Cory. And another green one—
Maybe, but I don't think so. You see, this rock
Isn't so very wide. It stops before
It gets to the wall. It seems to go quite deep,
However.
Thyr. [with hatred]. I see.
Colu. [off stage]. Look, Pierrot, there's the moon!
Pier. [off stage]. Nonsense!