shoe that Guinevere has left behind. He picks it up, hides it under his coat-tails and stumbles on] . . . the young persons do it very ... er ... very . . . [And now he spies a stocking, and in hiding that the clumsy little man lets the shoe fall. This confuses him still more, but he goes on.] er, very creditably indeed . . . [And he sees a garter! This completes his embarrassment. He forgets the rest of his speech altogether, and cries:] Really they will drive me distracted! And where are they now? [He dives about among the Dukes and Duchesses hunting for them, just as they appear in the doorway.] Ah, here you are! Well, begin your dance at once! [And off he puffs to find the Queen, wiping his forehead alternately with shoe and stocking as he goes.]
- [The Maids of Honour begin their Gavotte. They are all veiled and all barefooted, so that you couldn't tell Snow White from the others unless you happened to know that she was dressed in silver and white. But there is something about her that attracts the young
