Pierrot. At last I am about to attain my great ideal. There will be a grand wedding, and I shall wear my white coat with the silver braid, and carry a tall gold-topped stick. [Singing:]
"If we play any longer, I fear you will get
Such a cold in the head, for the grass is so wet.
But during the night, Margareta divine,
I will hang the wet grass up to dry on the line."
Pierrette, I feel that I am about to enter into a man's inheritance, a woman's love.
Pierrette. I wish you every happiness.
Pierrot [singing teasingly:]
"We shall meet in our dreams, that's a thing understood;
You dream of the river, I'll dream of the wood.
I am visiting you, if the river it be;
If we meet in the wood, you are visiting me."
Pierrette. We must make lots of money, so that you can give her all she wants. I'll dance and dance until I fall, and the people will exclaim, "Why, she has danced herself to death."
Pierrot. You're right. We must pull the show together. I'll do that article for the paper at once. [He takes paper, ink, etc., from the dresser, and, seating himself at the table, commences to write.] "There has lately come to this town a company of strolling players, who give a show that is at once musical and droll. The audience is enthralled by Pierrot's magnificent singing and dancing, and ... er ... very much entertained by Pierrette's homely dancing. Pierrette is a charming comedienne of twenty, with ..." what color hair?
Pierrette. Fair, quite fair.
Pierrot. Funny how one can see a person every day and not know the color of their hair. "Fair hair and ..." eyes?