... I've got some capital cabbage-soup and a
beautiful plum-tart....
(_They get out the table, dishes, plates, etc., and lay for supper
outside the door, all helping_.)
TYLTYL
Well, as I've got the Blue Bird.... And then it's so long since I tasted
cabbage-soup.... Ever since I've been, travelling.... They don't have it at
the hotels....
GRANNY TYL
There!... That didn't take long!... Sit down, children.... Don't let us
lose time, if you're in a hurry....
(_They have lit the lamp and served the soup. The_ GRANDPARENTS _and
the_ CHILDREN _sit down round the table, jostling and elbowing one
another and laughing and screaming with pleasure_.)
TYLTYL (_eating like a glutton_)
How good it is!... Oh, how good it is!...I want some more! More!...
(_He brandishes his wooden spoon and noisily hits his plate with it_.)
GAFFER TYL
Come, come, a little more quiet.... You're just as ill-behaved as ever; and
you'll break your plate....
TYLTYL (_half-raising himself on his stool_)
I want more, more!... (_He seizes the tureen, drags it toward him and
upsets it and the soup, which trickles over the table and down over their
knees and scalds them. Yells and screams of pain_.
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