One-Act Plays by Modern Authors

by Unknown

Manufacturer. It all depends. For a song of that sort the singer must be always happy.

Pierrot. That wants a bit of doing in my line.

Manufacturer. Shall you and I transact a little business?

Pierrot. By all means. What seats would you like? There are the front rows covered in velvet, one shilling; wooden benches behind, sixpence; and, right at the back, the twopenny part. But, of course, you'll have shilling ones. How many shall we say?

Manufacturer. You don't know who I am.

Pierrot. That makes no difference. All are welcome, and we thank you for your courteous attention.

Manufacturer. Pierrot, I am a maker of dreams.

Pierrot. A what?

Manufacturer. I make all the dreams that float about this musty world.

Pierrot. I say, you'd better have a rest for a bit. I expect you're a trifle done up.