David's hopes are about to be confounded. The drums beat even more persuasively. Mrs Hume turns her back on the rest of the dancers. She is facing the stage. She shakes her bottom with joyful abandon. David groans and covers his eyes.
When he opens them Darwin and Faraday have joined the dancers. They are already beginning to jiggle and sway.
Come up, come up! says Ziggi, pointing at Darwin. Darwin jiggles to the front.
What's your name? asks Ziggi.
Charles, says Darwin.
Give it up for CHARLES! says Ziggi. Everyone applauds. The drums beat faster. Bebe-yo!
Charles does his Barnacle Dance. O-bebe-yo-la! Bebe-yo!
Come up! Come up, says Ziggi, pointing to Faraday. What's your name?
Michael! says Faraday, looking shy.
Don't be shy! yells Ziggi. Give it up for MICHAEL!
The drums beat an insistent rhythm. Faraday invents an intricate Candle Dance. Bebe-yo! O-bebe-yo-la!
Come up! Come up! says Ziggi. He is pointing at David. David considers. He gets up and comes to the front.
What's your name? asks Ziggi.
Le Bon David, says David.
Yo! says Ziggi. Give it up for BON DAVID!
The drums are drumming frantically. Bebe-yo!
What dance will David do? He only knows one dance.
The Philosopher's Dance.
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