SIR BIG: O now we sail to Cannon-Town for there that false knave Hit has fled. Wee mean punish him for shooting at Mr Blue.
SIR PETER: Indeed you speak sooth. Ho!! Dorimie. DORIMIE: My lord.
SIR PETER: Get me some wine.
(Exit all. Flourish. Enter MR ICTHUS-ORESS.)
MR ICTHUS-ORESS: (sings)
Something ti tack a tack to
Hurting the feelings of you.
(Enter HIT.)
HIT: Hail gossip. Dist like the ring I gave thee.
MR ICTHUS-ORESS: O verry well.
(Curtain.)
Scene III: The Liberry at Cannon-Town.
(Enter a HERALD. At last SIR BIG, SIR PETER,
MR GOLD FISH and all the BROWNIE BAND,
MR BLUE included.)
HERALD: Be it now told that Archaabald Hit hath been made a member of the order of knight. Ye reason why be not told ye public.
(Exit HERALD: Flourish. Enter KING BUNNY followed by DORIMIE.)
KING BUNNY: Come hither friends and list to me. I knighted Hit to draw him near me, for the nearer he is to me the more I know about him.
ALL: Yes, well.
KING BUNNY: Don’t you know that we have thought from the first that Hit had stolen my ring? And so I mean to see if he realy has.
MR BLUE: I, Sir Big, and Sir Peter Mouse, intend to find thy ring but we heard that Hit had come hither.
KING BUNNY: O I see.
(Curtain.)
ACT III
Scene I: A public garden in Cannon-Town.
(DORIMIE and MR ICTHUS-ORESS discovered.)
DORIMIE: Hail.
MR ICTHUS-ORESS: Good-day sir.
DORIMIE: The same to you gossip.
MR ICTHUS-ORESS: The day is fine.
DORIMIE: Indeed it is good man.
MR ICTHUS-ORESS: Nice gardens.
DORIMIE: Look hear minstrel.
MR ICTHUS-ORESS: Yes.
DORIMIE: I want you to teach me to sing.
MR ICTHUS-ORESS: All right, this the way I sing (sings)
the owl and the
pussy cat went to sea.
DORIMIE: To see what?
MR ICTHUS-ORESS: To the sea.
DORIMIE: O, was it the see of, what Bishop?
(Enter SIR BIG.)
SIR BIG: In sooth thou hast a nice ring.
MR ICTHUS-ORESS: Yes.
SIR BIG: (suddenly finding it is BUNNY’S ring) How is this? This is King Bunny’s ring made up to look like a comon one, at last I have found the theif ho!! Mr Blue, Sir Peter Mouse, Gollywog, I’ve got the King’s ring.
(Enter SIR PETER MOUSE, GOLLYWOG and MR BLUE.)
MR BLUE: Hail Big, what means this noise?
GOLLYWOG: T’is strange.
SIR PETER: O what means this? Explain thy-selfe my lord Sir Big.
DORIMIE: Give him time.