FLORIAN—(To Lady Psyche.) Psyche! why don’t you know me, your brother, Florian?
PSYCHE—(Amazed.) Florian. (They embrace.) What are you doing here? Oh, dear! You know it is death for any man to be found within these walls. How did you get here?
FLORIAN—By the ever reliable Chicago and Alton Railroad, of which I am a humble but devoted employe.
PSYCHE—Oh, dear! Then you are an Alton man (looking at him with admiration). I always thought you would be something great some day. But who are these?
HILARION—I am Prince Hilarion, of the Alton Line also. Your early playfellow, and the betrothed of your Princess.