I’m not a spirit—there’s no spirit here.

I’m Caramella; still in love, and true

To all the vows I plighted.

Eben.—

Ha! it’s you!!!

(Springs at Cara., seizes her and begins to squeeze her in anger—likes it and changes manner.)

I’ll have your blood, in spite of all appeals.

I’ll squeeze you into shreds!

(Aside.) How nice it feels.

(Business. Puts arm around Cara.’s waist—both come down.)