The Pursuit

Pinkleton: Your Majesty, Your Majesty

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Topher: Lord Pinkleton, where is she?

Pinkleton: There are reports along the eastern road of a golden carriage.

Topher: Ten minutes ago, I held her...

Duke: Your Majesty, we saw the carriage!

Earl: And this I cannot explain - it simply flew into the mist!

Duke: 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,

'Til 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...

Pinkleton: Look! A carriage!

Topher: That's it! That's the one!