We have no
time to make the acquaintance of all the rest....
(_A troop of little_ HAPPINESSES, _frisking and bursting with
laughter, run up from the back of the halls and dance round the_
CHILDREN _in a ring_.)
TYLTYL
How pretty, how very pretty they are!... Where do they come from, who are
they?...
LIGHT
They are the Children's Happinesses....
TYLTYL
Can one speak to them?
LIGHT
It would be no use. They sing, they dance, they laugh, but they do not talk
yet....
TYLTYL (_skipping about_)
How do you do? How do you do?... Oh, look at that fat one laughing!... What
pretty cheeks they have, what pretty frocks they have!... Are they all rich
here?...
LIGHT
Why, no, here, as everywhere, there are many more poor than rich....
TYLTYL
Where are the poor ones?...
LIGHT
You can't distinguish them.... A Child's Happiness is always arrayed in all
that is most beautiful in Heaven and upon Earth.
TYLTYL (_unable to restrain himself_)
I should like to dance with them....
LIGHT
It is absolutely impossible, we have no time.... I see that they have not
the Blue Bird.... Besides, they are in a hurry: you see, they have already
passed.... They too have no time to waste, for childhood is very short.
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