Another grim old man,
A sooty & jolly old man,
"I tends to the boiler;
Sometimes I oil her,"
A C. & A. stoker old man.
"A Dainty, Timid young man
A handle-your-baggage young man."
(All off dancing except Grosvenor, who remains seated on a trunk checked through to San Francisco via the Chicago and Alton. He is buried in reverie. Enter back the Grand Commander of the Conductors' Association, Colonel Blue.)
G· C·—There he is—he, a simple conductor, and yet he cut us all out. Even I, the Grand Commander of all conductors, even I am cut out. But it must end, and end now. (Comes down to Grosvenor.) Ah! so we meet at last.