.. Tylo!... Tylette!
Tylette!... Come! Come!...
THE CAT (_hypocritically, holding aloof_)
I can't come.... I have sprained my paw....
TYLTYL (_warding of the blows and defending himself as best he can_)
Help!... Tylo! Tylo!... I can't hold out!... There are too many of them!...
The Bear! The Pig! The Donkey! The Ass! The Fir-tree! The Beech!... Tylo!
Tylo! Tylo!...
(_Dragging his broken bonds after him, the_ DOG _leaps from behind
the trunk of the_ OAK _and, elbowing his way through_ TREES
_and_ ANIMALS, _flings himself before_ TYLTYL, _whom he defends
furiously_.)
THE DOG (_distributing great bites_)
Here! Here, my little god!... Don't be afraid! Have at them!... I know how
to use my teeth!... Here, there's one for you, Bear, in your fat hams!...
Now then, who wants some more?... Here, that's for the Pig and that's for
the Horse and that's for the Bull's tail!... There, I've torn the Beech's
trousers and the Oak's petticoat!... The Fir-tree's making tracks!... Whew,
it's warm work!...
TYLTYL (_overcome_)
I'm done for!... The Cypress has caught me a great blow on the head....
THE DOG
Ow!... That's the Willow!... He's broken my paw!...
TYLTYL
They're coming back, they're charging down upon us, all together!.
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