Tell mummy that
I am ready....
TYLTYL
What?... Are you coming to us?...
THE CHILD
Certainly, next year, on Palm Sunday.... Don't tease me too much when I am
little.... I am very glad to have kissed you both beforehand.... Tell daddy
to mend the cradle.... Is it comfortable in our home?...
TYLTYL
Not bad.... And mummy is so kind!...
THE CHILD
And the food?...
TYLTYL
That depends.... We even have cakes sometimes, don't we, Mytyl?...
MYTYL
On New Year's Day and the fourteenth of July.... Mummy makes them....
TYLTYL
What have you got in that bag?... Are you bringing us something?...
THE CHILD
I am bringing three illnesses: scarlatina, whooping-cough and measles....
TYLTYL
Oh, that's all, is it?... And, after that, what will you do?...
THE CHILD
After that?... I shall leave you....
TYLTYL
It will hardly be worth while coming!...
THE CHILD
We can't pick and choose!...
(_At that moment, a sort of prolonged, powerful, crystalline vibration is
heard to rise and swell; it seems to emanate from the columns and the opal
doors, which are irradiated by a brighter light than before_.)
TYLTYL
What is that?...
THE CHILD
That's Time!...
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