Синяя птица / The blue Bird. Уровень 1. Морис Метерлинк

I don’t want your advice.

      Mytyl (beginning to cry). I am frightened! Where is Sugar? I want to go home!

      Sugar (eagerly, obsequiously). Here I am, miss, here I am. Don’t cry, I will break off one of my Fingers. You will have a sugar-stick.

      Tyltyl. Enough of this!

      He turns the key and cautiously opens the door. Forthwith, five or six ghosts of strange and different forms escape and disperse on every side. Mytyl screams. Bread, terrified, throws away the cage and goes and hides at the back of the hall. Night, running after the ghosts, cries out to Tyltyl.

      Night. Quick! Quick! Shut the door! They will all escape and we will never catch them again! They feel bored in there. Man ceased to take them seriously. (She runs after the ghosts with a whip formed of snakes. She tries to drive them back to the door of their prison). Help me! Here! Here!

      Tyltyl (to the Dog). Help her, Tylo!

      The Dog (leaping up and barking). Bow-wow-wow!

      Tyltyl. And Bread, where’s Bread?

      Bread (at the back of the hall). Here. I am near the door.

      One of the ghosts moves in that direction and he rushes away. He utters yells of terror.

      Night