H.—Why, Admiral Dewey said, àpropos of the Nicaragua canal, that fortifications were worthless—that they only invited attack!
McK.—That was when he was standing by the Administration. He is now an aspirant to the Presidency, and dares to say what he thinks.
H. (aside)—Great Scott! I’d give ten years of life—nay, more: six weeks of office—for the same courage.
McK.—John, what are you muttering in your beard?
H.—A prayer for your health.
McK. (aside)—Ah, yes, I suffer from Hay fever.
[Observing him about to sneeze, Hay gives himself the happiness of taking snuff.]
ACT II
Hay—I greet your Excellency with rapture.
Ali Feroush Bey—May your wives be as the leaves of the forest.