Part 29 (2/2)
TYLTYL Yes, in the Land of Memory.... It was on our way.... They are dead, but they are quite well.... Granny made us a lovely plum-tart.... And then the little brothers--Robert, Jean and his top--and Madeleine and Pierrette and Pauline and Riquette, too....
MYTYL Riquette still goes about on all fours!...
TYLTYL And Pauline still has a pimple on her nose....
MUMMY TYL Have you found the key of the cupboard where daddy hides his brandy bottle?...
TYLTYL Does daddy hide a brandy bottle?...
MUMMY TYL Certainly. One has to hide everything when one has little meddlesome good-for-nothings like you.... But come, out with it, confess that you took it.... I would rather it was that.... I sha'n't tell daddy.... I sha'n't beat you....
TYLTYL But, mummy, I don't know where it is....
MUMMY TYL Just walk in front of me, so that I may see if you can walk straight....
(TYLTYL _does so_) No, it's not that.... Dear heaven, what is the matter with them?... I shall lose them too, as I lost the others!...
(_Suddenly mad with alarm, she calls out_) Daddy Tyl!... Come, quick!
The children are ill!...
(_Enter_ DADDY TYL, _very calmly, with an axe in his hand_.)
DADDY TYL What is it?...
TYLTYL and MYTYL (_running up gaily to kiss their father_) Hullo, daddy!... It's daddy!... Good-morning, daddy!... Have you had plenty of work this year?...
DADDY TYL Well, what's the matter?... They don't look ill; they look very well....
MUMMY TYL (_weeping_) You can't trust their looks.... It will be as with the others.... They looked quite well also to the end; and then G.o.d took them.... I don't know what's the matter with them.... I put them to bed quite quietly last night; and this morning, when they woke up, everything was wrong.... They don't know what they're saying; they talk about a journey.... They have seen Light and grandad and granny, who are dead, but who are quite well....
TYLTYL But grandad still has his wooden leg....
MYTYL And granny her rheumatics....
MUMMY TYL Do you hear?... Run and fetch the doctor!...
DADDY TYL Why, no, no.... They are not dead yet.... Come, let us look into this....
(_A knock at the front door_.) Come in!...
(_Enter_ NEIGHBOUR BERLINGOT, _a little old woman resembling the_ FAIRY _in_ ACT I _and leaning on a stick_.)
THE NEIGHBOUR Good-morning and a Merry Christmas to you all!...
TYLTYL It's the Fairy Berylune!...
THE NEIGHBOUR I have come to ask for a bit of fire for my Christmas stew.... It's very chilly this morning.... Good-morning, children, how are you?...
TYLTYL Fairy Berylune, I could not find the Blue Bird....
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