Will raise his comb,
Will flap his wings, and
Turning in that direction,
Will begin to crow “Cock-a-doodle-do!
Beware!”
King Dodon
(still unbelieving).
O! That’s a fairy tale!
Take him out, and we shall have a look at him.
(They all surround The Astrologer, full of curiosity. The Astrologer takes out of his bag the cleverly-made Golden Cock, who flaps his wings and crows.)
Voice of the Bird.