The Dean.
[Opening his eyes.] Where am I now?
Georgiana.
He lives! Hurrah! Cheer man, cheer!
Sir Tristram and Hatcham.
[Quietly.] Hurrah! [To Hatcham.] We can’t shout here; go and cheer as loudly as you can in the roadway by yourself.
Hatcham.
Yes, Sir.
[Hatcham runs out at the window.
The Dean.