PERCINET. And I was Perseus!

SYLVETTE. How many were there against you?

PERCINET. Ten!

SYLVETTE. Oh, there were twenty at least, not counting the big
leader.

PERCINET. Or thirty--there must have been!

SYLVETTE. Tell me once more how it was accomplished?

PERCINET. They fell--like cards in a row!

SYLVETTE. Our story should be put into a poem!

PERCINET. It shall be.

SYLVETTE. How I love you!

PERCINET. I adore you!

SYLVETTE. A realized dream. How my heart beats! I would never
think of marrying a commonplace little husband picked out by my
father!

PERCINET. Indeed?