Dat nobody can deny, deny,
Dat nobody can deny.
Chorus.
—Dat nobody can deny, &c.
Dame.[ without R. I. E. ] Rip! Rip! Wann ich dich now ferwish don ferluss dich druf os ’d ’s aw fongsht!
Rip. Gott in himmel! Sell is my olty!
Dame. ( without ) Rip! Du fowlenser, Rip!
Rip.[ Gets under the table with bottle. ] Look out, boova—de will-colz coom’d!
Music. — Vedder, Rory and Clausin, at table.—Enter Dame, with stick. R. U. E.
Dame. Wo der dihenker is my nix-nootzicha lodle fum a mon? Shweffle un solpater! Hurrich! Ich hare si shtimm—der hen’d ’n arryats fershteckled. Der set eich shemma, ’n mon den waig fun siner fraw un fomelia weck tzu nemma! Der d’ut all uf mich imposa weil der wist os ich goot g’noddoord bin—so ich ne net base wær. [ They laugh. ] Awer mind now, de shwarnoat will ich krega wann ich eich net uf ’m onner side fum maul laucha mauch!
[ Music—Chases them round the table—they exit L. and R. Dame upsets table and discovers Rip.