The Blue Bird: A Fairy Play in Six ActsMaeterlinck, Maurice
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The Blue Bird: A Fairy Play in Six Acts
Maeterlinck, Maurice
Fairy plays; French drama -- Translations into English
TYLTYL and MYTYL (_running up gaily to kiss their father_)
Hullo, daddy!... It's daddy!... Good-morning, daddy!... Have you had plenty
of work this year?...
DADDY TYL
Well, what's the matter?... They don't look ill; they look very well....
MUMMY TYL (_weeping_)
You can't trust their looks.... It will be as with the others.... They
looked quite well also to the end; and then God took them.... I don't know
what's the matter with them.... I put them to bed quite quietly last night;
and this morning, when they woke up, everything was wrong.... They don't
know what they're saying; they talk about a journey.... They have seen
Light and grandad and granny, who are dead, but who are quite well....
TYLTYL
But grandad still has his wooden leg....
MYTYL
And granny her rheumatics....
MUMMY TYL
Do you hear?... Run and fetch the doctor!...
DADDY TYL
Why, no, no.... They are not dead yet.... Come, let us look into this....
(_A knock at the front door_.) Come in!...
(_Enter_ NEIGHBOUR BERLINGOT, _a little old woman resembling the_
FAIRY _in_ ACT I _and leaning on a stick_.)
THE NEIGHBOUR
Good-morning and a Merry Christmas to you all!...
TYLTYL
It's the Fairy Bérylune!...
THE NEIGHBOUR
I have come to ask for a bit of fire for my Christmas stew.... It's very
chilly this morning.... Good-morning, children, how are you?...
TYLTYL
Fairy Bérylune, I could not find the Blue Bird....
THE NEIGHBOUR
What is he saying?...
MUMMY TYL
Don't ask me, Madame Berlingot.... They don't know what they are saying....
They have been like that since they woke up.... They must have eaten
something that wasn't good....
THE NEIGHBOUR
Why, Tyltyl, don't you remember Goody Berlingot, your Neighbour
Berlingot?...
TYLTYL
Why, yes, ma'am.... You are the Fairy Bérylune.... You're not angry with
us?...
THE NEIGHBOUR
Béry... what? Goodness gracious me!...
TYLTYL
Bérylune.
THE NEIGHBOUR
Berlingot, you mean Berlingot....
TYLTYL
Bérylune or Berlingot, as you please, ma'am.... But Mytyl knows....
MUMMY TYL
That's the worst of it, that Mytyl also....
DADDY TYL
Pooh, pooh!... That will soon go; I will give them a smack or two....
THE NEIGHBOUR
Don't; It's not worth while.... I know all about it; it's only a little fit
of dreaming.... They must have slept in the moonbeams.... My little girl,
who is very ill, is often like that....
MUMMY TYL
By the way, how is your little girl?...
THE NEIGHBOUR
Only so-so.... She can't get up.... The doctor says that it's her
nerves.... I know what would cure her, for all that. She was asking me for
it only this morning, for her Christmas box; it's a notion she has...
MUMMY TYL
Yes, I know; it's Tyltyl's bird.... Well, Tyltyl, aren't you going to give
it at last to that poor little thing?...
TYLTYL
What, mummy?...
MUMMY TYL
Your bird.... It's no use to you.... You don't even look at it now.... And
she has been dying to have it for ever so long!...
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