Sassy.

You haven’t time!—here—with these feminine aids,

We’ll dress you up, and turn you into maids.

(Maids all take off cloaks and bonnets and dress up Suitors to look like girls.)

Quick!—all sit down and very quiet keep,

They’re coming—we must all be fast asleep.

(All sit and feign to sleep. Enter Chemists, Prof., King, and Cara., Chemists singing.)

No. 6.

(Music.)

Chemists (singing).—