LORD PINKLETON
Your Majesty, Your Majesty
TOPHER
Lord Pinkleton, where is she?
LORD PINKLETON
There are reports along the eastern road of a golden carriage.
TOPHER
(singing to himself)
Ten minutes ago…
I held her
DUKE OF CHESHIRE
Your Majesty, we saw the carriage!
EARL OF CAVENDISH
And this I cannot explain – it simply flew into the mist!
DUKE OF CHESHIRE
Impossible I know –
TOPHER
Impossible! Then we shall do the impossible!
Ten minutes ago ...
We were dancing
In the palace
Of all places
And her gown
Was like a cloud
Of snowy white
How the moonlight
Shone its beams
Upon our faces!
‘Till she vanished
Like a phantom
In the night
I just know
I will find you
You're the girl
Of my dreams
And the thrill
Is more than my heart can bear
LORD PINKLETON
Look, a carriage!
(A cheer from the MEN)
TOPHER
That's it! That's the one! After her!!
(Orchestral feature al fine)

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