Mr. Knickerbocker, my dear, if you please.
Alice.
Well, then, Mr. Knickerbocker, my dear, if you please, we have been looking out at the window to ascertain who came and went, and have discovered a fine, handsome fellow galloping towards the town, and I shouldn't at all wonder if it wasn't—
Gustaffe rushes in.
Lorrenna.
[Hurries to him.] My dear, dear Gustaffe!
Gustaffe.
[Embracing her.] My tender, charming Lorrenna!
Knickerbocker.
Why, Gustaffe! Bless us! why, how the spark has grown.