Act Drop Quick.
ACT III.
Same Scene:—Dibbs discovered by secretaire, large sword in hand, and polishing it with emery cloth, L.
Dibbs. “If I fall,” says Mr. Bellamy to me—“If I fall, Dibbs, tell everybody I know that my last thought was of them—whoever they may be—those I don’t know tell them that my last thought would have been of them had I lived to have the opportunity of an introduction!” Poor young man! I shall miss him, for he often gave me tips. (Wipes eyes with emery cloth.)
Enter Fred, L. U. E.
Fred. Why do you weep, my boy?
Dibbs. I was a thinking, sir, that this very sword I now hold in my hand might be run through your internals before I had time—Oh! It would break my heart! (Weeping again.)
Fred (much affected). Be brave, my lad, be brave!
Dibbs (boo-hoo-ing very loudly). Before I had time to get a good polish on it!
Fred. Those ancient implements won’t do. I shall have to borrow better ones somewhere. Leave off polishing them.