.. you see?... right on my nose! _What_ shall I
do? I squint all I can ... two of them now?... No ... only one ... no,
two!... I toss them up like bits of sugar and it's the empty air I
snap.... I'm worn out. I detest the sun, and the flies, and
everything!...
(_He wails_.)
KIKI-THE-DEMURE, (_sitting up, his eyes pale from the light and
sleepiness_)
Well, you've succeeded in waking me. That's all you wanted, isn't it? My
dreams are gone! These flies that you're pursuing--I hardly felt their
little teasing feet through my thick fur. The merest touch, like a
caress, now and then thrilled along the silky sloping hairs which clothe
me.... But then you never act with any discretion. Your vulgar gayety is
a nuisance, and when sad you howl like a low comedian.
TOBY-DOG, (_bitterly)
_ If you woke up just to tell me _that_--
KIKI-THE-DEMURE, (_correcting_)
Of course you'll remember 'twas _you_ woke me.
TOBY-DOG
I was so uncomfortable, I wanted someone to help me, to give me a word
of encouragement....
KIKI-THE-DEMURE
_I_ don't know any digestive words.
(_Pause_.)
Fancy their giving _me_ a bad character when .
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