FIRST SAILOR (cautiously). 'T is my plan to push him over as he stands there looking at the stars.
FOURTH SAILOR. Why not creep upon him now?
FIRST SAILOR. Are you willing, men, to have the deed done now?
ALL SAILORS. Yes! Yes!
FIRST SAILOR (to Second and Third Sailors). Come with me, you two! We'll creep up on his left.
[They creep upon Columbus, who is seen to suddenly bend forward, looking eagerly into the distance.]
COLUMBUS. Land! Land!
[Sailors stop; enter the CAPTAIN.]
CAPTAIN. Did you say land, sir?
COLUMBUS. Land, Captain, land! Come, Sailors, come! Land! Land!