Log. (To Jane, bringing her down R.—) You’ve moved me so, that I could bestow every mag I’ve got, you beautiful beggar, I could.
(Knocking without).
Enter LANDLORD, running, L,——Previously to which, Kate and Sue have, unobserved, given beggars money, and entered into communication with them pointing aside to Tom, Jerry and Logic.
Billy. Vat de matter, vat broke, eh? (To Landlord).
Land. Gentlemen vagabonds; the traps are abroad, and half a thousand beadle and beaksmen are now about the door.
Billy. De beak! oh curse a de beak!
Jemmy. Gemmen! gemmen! (Knocking on table to command attention).
Jack. Silence for the chair!
Jemmy. Put out the lights, put out the lights, every one shift for himself. Here, Bob, carry me up the ladder, good luck to you do, Bob.
Billy. Landlord! landlord, you dog! which door de beak come in at.