Knickerbocker.
You go to Davy Jones, as the seamen have it. Lorrenna shall never be yours, and if ever she wants a cent whilst I have one, my name isn't Knickerbocker;—damme, as the dandies have it.
Lorrenna enters, with Alice.
Lorrenna.
My dear guardian, you have got rid of Herman, I perceive.
Knickerbocker.
I wish I had, with all my soul; but he sticks to his rascally undertaking like a crab to its shell; egad, there will be no dislodging him unless he's clapped into a cauldron of boiling water, as fishmongers have it.
Alice.
And boiled to rags. But, husband! husband, I say!
Knickerbocker.