...
THE CHILD
I work at it every day.... It is almost finished.... Would you like to see
it?...
TYLTYL
Very much.... Where is it?...
THE CHILD
There, you can see it from here, between those two columns....
ANOTHER BLUE CHILD (_coming up to_ TYLTYL _and plucking his sleeve_)
Would you like to see mine, say?...
TYLTYL
Yes, what is it?...
THE SECOND CHILD
The thirty-three remedies for prolonging life.... There, in those blue
phials....
A THIRD CHILD (_stepping out from the crowd_)
I will show you a light which nobody knows of!... (_He lights himself
up entirely with an extraordinary flame_.) It's rather curious, isn't
it?...
A FOURTH CHILD (_pulling_ TYLTYL'S _arm_)
Do come and look at my machine which flies in the air like a bird without
wings!...
A FIFTH CHILD
No, no; mine first! It discovers the treasures hidden in the moon!...
THE BLUE CHILDREN (_crowding round_ TYLTYL _and_ MYTYL _and all crying
together_)
No, no, come and see mine!... No, mine is much finer!... Mine is a
wonderful invention!... Mine is made of sugar!... His is no good!... He
stole the idea from me!...
(_Amid these disordered exclamations, the_ LIVE CHILDREN _are
dragged towards the blue workshops, where each of the inventors sets his
ideal machine going.
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