The Blue Bird: a Fairy Play in Six Acts by Maurice Maeterlinck
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page 95 of 198 (47%)
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Won't he bite?...
THE DOG (_growling_) On the contrary, on the contrary!... He's going to kiss you!... Just wait and see!... Come along, come along, you old ball of twine, you!... TYLTYL (_threatening him with his stick_) Tylo!... THE DOG (_cringing at_ TYLTYL'S _feet and wagging his tail_) What am I to do, my little god? TYLTYL Lie down flat!... Obey the Ivy.... Let him bind you, or.... THE DOG (_growling between his teeth, while the_ IVY _binds him_) Ball of twine I... Hunk of yarn!... Hangman's rope I... Calves' leash!... Look, my little god I ... He's cutting my paws!... He's choking me!... TYLTYL I don't care!... It's your own fault.... Hold your tongue; be quiet; you're unbearable!... THE DOG You're wrong, for all that.... They mean mischief.... Take care, my little god!... He's closing my mouth!... I can't speak!... THE IVY (_who has tied up the_ DOG _like a parcel_) Where shall we put him?... I've muzzled him finely.... He can't utter a word.... |
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