FATHER CHRISTMAS. How do you do?
CRUSOE (bowing). I"m a little late, I"m afraid, sir. My raft was delayed by adverse gales.
(FATHER CHRISTMAS introduces him to the HUBBARDS, who inform him that the weather is very seasonable.)
USHERS. Miss Riding Hood! (She comes in.)
FATHER CHRISTMAS. How do you do?
RIDING HOOD (curtseying). I hope I am in time, sir. I had to look in on my grandmother on the way here.
(FATHER CHRISTMAS makes the necessary introductions.)
MRS. HUBBARD (to CRUSOE). Do come and see me, Mr. Crusoe. Any Friday.
I should like your advice about my parrot. He"s moulting in all the wrong places.
MR. HUBBARD (to RED RIDING HOOD). I don"t know if you"re interested in wolves at all, Miss Hood. I heard a very good story about one the other day. (He begins to tell it, but she has hurried away before he can remember whether it was Thursday or Friday.)
USHERS. Baron Bluebeard! (He comes in.)
FATHER CHRISTMAS. How do you do?
BLUEBEARD (bowing). I trust you have not been waiting for me, sir. I had a slight argument with my wife before starting, which delayed me somewhat.
(FATHER CHRISTMAS forgives him.)
USHERS. Princess Goldilocks!
FATHER CHRISTMAS. How do you do?
GOLDILOCKS (curtseying). I brought the youngest bear with me--do you mind? (She introduces the youngest bear to FATHER CHRISTMAS and the other guests) Say, how do you do, darling? (To an USHER) Will you give him a little porridge, please, and if you have got a nice bed where he could rest a little afterwards--he gets tired so quickly.
USHER. Certainly, your Royal Highness.
(Music begins.)
GOLDILOCKS (to FATHER CHRISTMAS). Are we going to dance? How lovely!
FATHER CHRISTMAS (to the HUBBARDS). You will dance, won"t you?
MRS. HUBBARD. I think not just at first, thank you.
GOLDILOCKS (to CRUSOE). Come along!
CRUSOE. I am a little out of practice--er--but if you don"t mind--er--(He comes.)
BLUEBEARD (to RIDING HOOD). May I have the pleasure?
MRS. HUBBARD (to RIDING HOOD). Be careful, dear; he has a very bad reputation.
RIDING HOOD (to BLUEBEARD). You don"t eat people, do you?
BLUEBEARD (pained by this injustice). Never!
RIDING HOOD. Oh then, I don"t mind. But I do hate being eaten.
(Now we can"t possibly describe the whole dance to you, for in every corner of the big ballroom couples were revolving and sliding, and making small talk with each other. So we will just take two specimen conversations.)
CRUSOE (nervous, poor man). Princess Goldilocks, may I speak to you on a matter of some importance to me?
GOLDILOCKS. I wish you would.
CRUSOE (looking across at BLUEBEARD and RED RIDING HOOD, who are revolving close by). Alone.
GOLDILOCKS (to BLUEBEARD). Do you mind? You can have your turn afterwards.
BLUEBEARD (to RIDING HOOD). Shall we adjourn to the Buffet?
RIDING HOOD. Oh, do let"s. [They adjourn.
CRUSOE (bravely). Princess, I am a lonely man.
GOLDILOCKS (encouragingly). Yes, Robinson?
CRUSOE. I am not much of a one for society, and I don"t quite know how to put these things, but--er--if you would like to share my island, I--I should so love to have you there.
GOLDILOCKS. Oh, Robbie!
CRUSOE (warming to it). I have a very comfortable house, and a man-servant, and an excellent view from the south windows, and several thousands of acres of good rough-shooting, and--oh, do say you"ll come!
GOLDILOCKS. May I bring my bears with me?
CRUSOE. Of course! I ought to have said that. I have a great fondness for animals.
GOLDILOCKS. How sweet of you! But perhaps I ought to warn you that we all like porridge. Have you---
CRUSOE. I have a hundred acres of oats.
GOLDILOCKS. Then, Robinson, I am yours. (They embrace) There! Now tell me--did you make all your clothes yourself?
CRUSOE (proudly). All of them.
GOLDILOCKS (going off with him). How wonderful of you! Really you hardly seem to want a wife.
[They go out. Now it is the other couple"s turn.
Enter, then, BLUEBEARD and RIDING HOOD