ANABEL. I do.

OLIVER. Good! I like your studio, Winnie. Awfully nice up here
over the out-buildings. Are you happy in it?

WINIFRED. Yes, I'm perfectly happy--only I shall NEVER be able to
make real models, Oliver--it's so difficult.

OLIVER. Fine room for a party--Give us a studio party one day, Win,
and we'll dance.

WINIFRED (flying to him). Yes, Oliver, do let us dance. What shall
we dance to?

OLIVER. Dance?--Dance _Vigni-vignons_--we all know that. Ready?

WINIFRED. Yes.


(They begin to sing, dancing meanwhile, in a free little ballet-
manner, a wine-dance, dancing separate and then together.)


De terre en vigne,
La voila la jolie vigne,
Vigni-vignons--vignons le vin,
La voila la jolie vigne au vin,
La voila la jolie vigne.