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!