She presses his arm.] Now promise me.
FREDDY. What?
OCEANA. That you will be a man.
[They gaze into each other's eyes.]
ETHEL. [Off.] Oceana!
OCEANA. Here is your sister. Let us not trouble her. [Aloud.] Ethel!
ETHEL. [Enters in street costume.] Oh, here you are! And your new
clothes!
OCEANA. Do you like me?
ETHEL. No, they don't belong to you!
OCEANA. [Laughs.] Well, I shan't wear them long.
ETHEL. What are you going to do?
OCEANA. I'm going to design some for myself.
ETHEL. What kind?
OCEANA. I don't know yet. But it'll be something that will leave my
legs outside.
ETHEL. And did you get something beautiful for tonight?
OCEANA. I got something that will do.
ETHEL. Oceana, when am I to see the dance?
OCEANA. I told you, when I have my costume.
ETHEL. But when will that be?
OCEANA. When my trunks have come.
FREDDY. They came this afternoon.
OCEANA. Oh! Then we'll have it to-morrow morning! And I'll show you my
beautiful bridal-robe.
FREDDY. Bridal-robe?
OCEANA. Yes. Didn't I tell you? It was made for me by one of our
King's sons. His name was Paukopi . . . that means, in our language,
"Child of the Sea Foam." And he was in love with me.
ETHEL. Oh!
OCEANA. He was very sad and went away by himself. But he was a man . .
. he did not go to pieces. [She looks at FREDDY.] He went into the
forest and spent his time hunting wild birds; and he gathered their
feathers and made them into this gorgeous robe .
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