Jane. You’ve been sad rakes—sad rakes indeed!
Tom. (Imitating her). Have we, indeed?
Jerry. Why, you witch of Endor!
Tom. What! can the devil speak?—but come, I’ll find you out at once. I conjure you by that which you profess, how’er you come to know it. Answer me, though you untie the winds! unveil your magic mirror, and show us the images of the women we are to marry. Come up with your little machine. Whew! appear—appear!—they won’t come!
Jane. I must have a little more money first!
Tom. Why, you old cormorant! more blunt, eh? there— (Gives money).
Jane. There, then!
(Draws Curtain; Kate and Sue appear behind it in their own dresses; Jane slips away).
Tom. Well, Jerry, what do you see?
Jerry. (Going up to glass). Susan Rosebud!—astonishing.——