The Burglar, appalled at the idea of introducing eight merry maidens into his quiet and secluded home, voices his indignation in a barytone solo:
BURGLAR’S SONG
1. Oh, you must admit that it’s not a bit
The theme for a jovial song—
That a man, should he marry, is obliged to carry
His wife’s relations along.
And I do declare that it makes my hair
Stand up in the wildest twirls
When I pause on the brink and stop and think
Of the appetites of those girls.