Barney. Yes sir. Have you bin that?
Sally. I’ll hear no more! (Looking at watch.) Five seconds more! Now your hour has come! (Points pistol. Both duck and dodge.) Die, cowards, die! (Both dash up in L. U. E. Sally follows as if to shoot. Both put up their legs and hands as if to ward off. Sally breaks down laughing, and throws off her hat.)
Hezekiah. (Recognizing.) Jewniper hallelewyer!
Barney. The blackguard?
Hezekiah. Jerewserlim swipes! Where did you bile up from?
Barney. (Seizing his gun.) I shall bust with contimpt! (Goes out L. U. E. in a rage.)
Hezekiah. Gosh all Jewpiter! I thought you was old Hood. Come here and let me see if you hain’t a ghost! (Dashes into Hez. arms.) All here, by beeswax! (Kisses her.)
Sally. (Pulling out note book.) Look er that! I’m war correspondent of the Pordunk Cultivater.
Hezekiah. You git out! Where ye get them close?
Sally. Hez., after you went away, I couldn’t eat nor sleep for fourteen weeks.