(_Miss Angelica has challenged Mr. Wotherspoon to a race on the Queen's
highway._)
_Fytte 1._
_Mr. W._ Fine start!
(Faint heart!)
_Miss A._ Horrid hill!
(Feeling ill!)
_Fytte 2._
_Mr. W._ Going strong!
Come along!
_Fytte 3._
_Miss A._ Road quite even!
Perfect heaven!
_Fytte 4._
_Mr. W._ Goal in view!
Running true!
_Miss A._ Make it faster!
Spur your caster!
_Fytte 5._
_Mr. W._ Fairly done!
_Miss A._ Match is won!
[_They dismount. Pause._
_Mr. W._ What! Confess!
_Miss A._ Well then--yes!
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