It's funny that we can never see things till we've learnt how to look for them.... But, now that we do know, now that we see, we can really kiss each other.... TYLTYL (_Eagerly kissing_ MILETTE.) Yes, yes, let's kiss each other again and again till we have no kisses left!... Oh, how wonderful it is!... I never kissed anybody till now; and I'd no idea what it was like!... Oh, how wonderful, how wonderful!... I could kiss you for ever! I could spend my life kissing you!... MILETTE And I, I too!... I'd never kissed anybody either: I mean, I'd only kissed daddy and mummy; it's not the same thing at all.... But tell me, Tyltyl, is it true that you love me and only me?... Who is that coming in? (_Opening the wall, which closes again behind her, enter a second young girl, dressed in a blood-red skirt and bodice. A butcher's knife hangs from her belt_.) THE SECOND GIRL (_Rushing up to_ TYLTYL _and kissing him_.) Here I am, Tyltyl darling, here I am! TYLTYL (_To_ THE FAIRY.) This is Belline, my cousin, the butcher's daughter.... (_To_ BELLINE.) What's the matter with you, Belline dear? You're wet through and quite out of breath!... BELLINE I should think I was!... It's a long way from the village to your place!... I didn't even wait to wash my hands.... I was helping daddy to cut up a calf; the moment your thoughts came, I dropped my knife and left everything so as to get here quicker.... I even believe that, while I was there, I cut my finger rather badly; but here it doesn't show.... Daddy hasn't the least idea what has happened; he must be furious. (_Catching sight of_ MILETTE.) How do you do, Milette? MILETTE How do you do, Belline?... Do you love him too? BELLINE Why, yes, of course!... You're not angry with me? MILETTE Not at all, I'm glad.... We'll both of us love him.... BELLINE How pretty you look this evening, Milette dearest.... MILETTE No, it's you, Belline: you've never been more beautiful.... TYLTYL (_To_ THE FAIRY.) They're taking it very well!... THE FAIRY Of course they are; they know it's not your fault.... (_At this point, the chimney-recess lights up, opens at the hack and admits a third young girl, dressed like the maid at an inn and carrying a pewter tray under one arm and a bottle under the other_.) THE THIRD GIRL (_Enthusiastically, darting at_ TYLTYL.) Here I am, here I am! It's me!... Good evening, everybody; but first a kiss for Tyltyl!... TYLTYL Hullo, you too, Roselle?... (_To_ THE FAIRY.) This is Roselle, the daughter of the landlord of the Golden Sun.... (_To_ ROSELLE.) Was there no one at the inn this evening, that you were able to come? ROSELLE