voice!--Now through the kitty's little door I finally shall see him!
[_She thrusts her head into the hole. The_ CUCKOO'S _call is not
repeated._] Oh, deary, deary me! I am too late! [_Calling._]
Bis! Encore!

CHANTECLER
[_Turning around at the noise._] Eh?

THE GREY HEN
[_Desperately, with her head in the cat-hole._] He has stopped!

THE BLACKBIRD
It was the half-hour.

CHANTECLER
[_Close behind the_ GREY HEN, _abruptly._] How does it happen, my love,
that we are not in the fields?

THE GREY HEN
[_Turning, scared._] Goodness gracious!

CHANTECLER
What are we doing, my love, in the cat-hole?

THE GREY HEN
[_Upset._] I was just taking a peep--

CHANTECLER
To see whom?