(_He wails_.)

KIKI-THE-DEMURE, (_sitting up, his eyes pale from the light and
sleepiness_)

Well, you've succeeded in waking me. That's all you wanted, isn't it? My
dreams are gone! These flies that you're pursuing--I hardly felt their
little teasing feet through my thick fur. The merest touch, like a
caress, now and then thrilled along the silky sloping hairs which clothe
me.... But then you never act with any discretion. Your vulgar gayety is
a nuisance, and when sad you howl like a low comedian.

TOBY-DOG, (_bitterly)

_ If you woke up just to tell me _that_--

KIKI-THE-DEMURE, (_correcting_)

Of course you'll remember 'twas _you_ woke me.

TOBY-DOG

I was so uncomfortable, I wanted someone to help me, to give me a word
of encouragement....

KIKI-THE-DEMURE

_I_ don't know any digestive words.

(_Pause_.)