"Maiden, Pinter!" interjects Mr. Nowlett.

"Well, it's all the same," retorts Pinter. "A maiden IS a virging, Jimmy.
If you're singing, Jimmy, and not me, I'll leave off!"
Chorus of "Order! Shut up, Jimmy!"

I quicklye step-ped up to her,
And unto her did sa-a-y:
Do you belong to any young man,
Hoh, tell me that, I pra-a-y?

Her answer, according to Pinter, was surprisingly prompt and unconventional;
also full and concise:

No; I belong to no young man --
I solemnlye declare!
I mean to live a virging
And still my laurels wear!

Jimmy Nowlett attempts to move an amendment in favour of "maiden", but is
promptly suppressed. It seems that Pinter's suit has a happy termination,
for he is supposed to sing in the character of a "Sailor Bold",
and as he turns to pursue his stroll in "Covent Gar-ar-dings":

"Oh, no! Oh, no! Oh, no!" she cried,
"I love a Sailor Bold!"

"Hong-kore, Pinter! Give us the `Golden Glove', Pinter!"