F. Teller. There’s nothing more that I see at present.
Sue. Nor there hadn’t need been; if I’m to have fourteen children, I think I’ve heard quite enough.
F. Teller. (To Kate). Now, Miss, I’ll tell you your fortune; how many husbands, and how many children, and all about it—all about it.
Kate. But I don’t want to hear “all about it.” (Imitating her). I only want a peep into your magic mirror, and see who I’m to marry.
F. Teller. You should have told me that before, I always charge more for that, but I suppose I must throw it you in! Now, then, stand there; and be very still!——
(Music.—Fortune teller places Kate and Sue in position at off end of the stage—then advances to cabinet—waves her crutch; pulls curtain aside, and discovers a large glass—Landlord passes rapidly behind).
There! I told you I’d show him to you!
Kate. Wonderful! why that’s the man that opened the door to us! (Aside to Sue).
F. Teller. Now, Miss, I’ll show you your sweetheart!
(Music and ceremony as before:—Landlord repasses contrary way).