(Brownies scream, and are about to run off as enter Princess R. with pepper-pot.)
Prince: Princess! What brings you here?
Princess: They took the pepper-pot away from you! I found it underneath my ladies’ pillow, because they sneezed so much it wakened me. But, oh, I see you have not needed it!
Brownies: Oh, no, no, no! Pray, do not pepper us! (Brownies turn and kneel to Princess imploringly.)
Prince: And you came to save me?
Princess: Is it not my duty to protect my scullions?
Prince: Princess, I am no scullion (throws off ragged cloak.) This was a disguise to help me gain admittance to your castle! It was the only way in which I could find a means to woo you. But my name’s Prince Fairasday—or, if you like, or as my servants say—Red Pepper. Am I forgiven?
Princess: Oh, yes, indeed you are! (He embraces her.) In the strictest confidence I don’t mind telling you I’m longing to be married and get away from all these girls!
Prince: Then we’ll be married in the morning!
Princess: As soon as you like—Oh (screams), my ladies! Look, they’re coming!
(Enter Sweeting, Greening, Kitchenmaid, Cooklet and Head Cook, in nightgowns and nightcaps, with candles. Stage light. The candles may be blown out. Prince and Princess stand in center; Brownies kneel before them humbly, backs to audience; Head Cook, Kitchenmaid and Cooklet, R. of Princess and Prince. Greening and Sweeting disgusted L.)
FINALE. Cook, Kitchenmaid, Cooklet, Sweeting, Greening (as they enter):
CHORUS. (Air: “Bogie Man.")Dear,
dear, dear!
Now, what is all this fuss?
And what’s the Princess doing here?
It really puzzles us!
Brownies: She came to save
her scullion,
And found a Prince instead.
And we are kneeling down because
He nearly killed us dead!
DUET (Prince and Princess). (Air: “When We Are Married.”)
Princess: Now all is over, you will agree The moral is plain as a moral can he: If you act kindly, rewarded you’ll be. Have a prince for your husband, and end happily!
CHORUS. (Air: “There Lived a King.”)
Prince: And boys must be both
brave and strong,
And ever quick to right the wrong;
And now, ere I conclude my song,
I’ll speak of pepper
quickly!
For pepper stirs and brisks you up,
And makes you more inclined to sup,
And seasons many a loving cup
Which else would be too sickly!
Brownies: And though we are
not killed quite dead,
With honest shame we hang our head,
And much regret the lives we led,
Before we met Red Pepper!
FULL CHORUS. So now our little play
is done,
Before you people homeward run,
We hope to hear from every one
That you have liked Red Pepper!