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MUMMY TYL
Why?...
TYLTYL
I don't know, mummy....
(_A knock at the front-door_.)
DADDY TYL
Come in, come in!...
(_Enter the_ NEIGHBOUR, _holding by the hand a little girl of a
fair and wonderful beauty, who carries_ TYLTYL'S _dove pressed in her
arms_.)
THE NEIGHBOUR
Do you see the miracle?...
MUMMY TYL
Impossible!... Can she walk?...
THE NEIGHBOUR
Can she walk?... She can run, she can dance, she can fly!... When she saw
the bird, she jumped, just like that, with one bound, to the window, to see
by the light if it was really Tyltyl's dove.... And then, whoosh!... Out
into the street, like an angel!... It was as much as I could do to keep
pace with her....
TYLTYL (_going up to her, wonderstruck_)
Oh, how like Light she is!...
MYTYL
She is much smaller....
TYLTYL
Yes, indeed!... But she will grow bigger....
THE NEIGHBOUR
What are they saying?... Haven't they got over it yet?...
MUMMY TYL
They are better, they are mending.... It will be all right when they have
had their breakfasts....
THE NEIGHBOUR (_pushing the_ LITTLE GIRL _into_ TYLTYL'S _arms_).
Come along, child, come and thank Tyltyl....
(TYLTYL, _suddenly frightened, takes a step back_.
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