Knickerbocker.
This is too much for human nature to support; [this declaration is a banquet that gods might prize.[51]] Beauteous angel! hear me, whilst I proclaim—
[Kneeling.
Dame.
[Without.] Go along, you drunken brute.
Knickerbocker.
The devil! 'tis Dame Van Winkle! [what's to become of me?
Alice.
If you're found here I'm ruined! you must conceal yourself—but where?
Knickerbocker.