_] Good!
That was extremely good!
A CHICKEN
[_To the crestfallen_ BLACKBIRD.] You will make him smart for this?
THE BLACKBIRD
[_Prudently._] No. I will take it out on the Turkey. [_At this point a_
VOICE _calls, "Chick-chick-chick-chick-chick!" and all the_ FANCY COCKS,
_rushing toward the irresistible call to food, hurry out, tumbling over
one another in their haste._]
THE GUINEA-HEN
[_Running after them._] Are you going?
A PADUA COCK
[_The last to leave._] I beg to be excused! [_Disappears._]
THE GUINEA-HEN
[_In the midst of the hubbub._] Are you going? Must you go? Oh, don't go
yet!
CHANTECLER
[_To the_ PHEASANT-HEN.] Come, my golden Pheasant!
THE GUINEA-HEN
[_Running to_ CHANTECLER.] Are you running away?
CHANTECLER
To save my song!
THE GUINEA-HEN
[_Running to the_ YOUNG GUINEA-COCK.] My son, I am in such a state--I am
in such--
A HEN
[_Calling after_ CHANTECLER.] And when shall we see you again?
CHANTECLER
[_Before going._] When you have grown teeth! [_Off with the_
PHEASANT-HEN.]
THE GUINEA-HEN
[_To the_ YOUNG GUINEA-COCK.] This has been quite the finest affair of
the season! [_Darting madly about among the departing guests._] Au
revoir! Mondays in August! Don't forget!
THE MAGPIE
[_Announcing._] The Tortoise!
ACT FOURTH
THE NIGHT OF THE NIGHTINGALE
_In the Forest. Evening. Huge trees with thick gnarled roots.
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