Part 18 (1/1)

But ... we've been chatting. I've enjoyed it very much ... and I fail to understand why the society of young dogs like you, is forbidden me ...

TOBY-DOG

Allow me to make love to you.

THE LITTLE DOG

What's that?

TOBY-DOG

I'll show you. First I hold myself very erect, stiffen my legs, walk 'round you, barking low and melodiously. My tail wriggles, my ears ...

THE LITTLE DOG

Don't come near me. I feel quite upset. (_Escaping_.) Ae! You unmannerly fellow!

KIKI-THE-DEMURE, (_standing up_)

These preludes are indeed a sad parody on our wild love-making ...

(_aloud, very angry_) I should think--

THE LITTLE DOG _looks to see where the dreadful voice is coming from, and espies a strange striped monster with eyes afire, and eyebrows and whiskers bristling ferociously. She dashes towards the door crying_,

Help, help! There's a tiger on the piano!...

_And falls into the arms of her mistress, who has come upon the scene and proceeds to console her with great volubility; Fifi! my Zezette! My darling! there, there, goo, goo, goo, goo, you poor helpless little doggie! What did they do to her? Ooooo!--Ooo! Was it the naughty bow-bow? etc., etc., etc_.