Eben. (pointing to Prof.)—
By virtue of his magic art,
In giving my hair a central part,
We’ve quenched this fiery Cinnamon Heart.
And caused my madness to depart.
(Cara. joins Eben.—both take hands—come down on 1st line—back on 2d.)
Eben. & Cara.—
Our troubles all are through,
Now I can marry you.
(Go back—King comes down in same way.)