2nd Sol. (Advancing.) What I said before.
1st Sol. But where is all this to end, Sir? Tell us that—tell us that.
3d Sol. Yes, yes,—tell us that. If you don't see Burgoyne safe in Albany by Friday night, never trust me, Sirs.
1st Sol. A bad business we've made of it.
4th Sol. Suppose he gets to Albany;—do you think that would finish the war?
3d Sol. Well, indeed, I thought that was settled on all hands, Sir. I believe the General himself makes no secret of that.
4th Sol. And what becomes of us all then? We shall go back to the old times again, I suppose;—weren't so very bad though, Sam, were they?
1st Sol. We have seen worse, I'll own.
3d Sol. And what becomes of our young nation here, with its congress and its army, and all these presidents, and generals, and colonels, and aide-de-camps?—wont it look like a great baby-house when the hubbub is over, and the colonies settle quietly down again?
2nd Sol. Faith, you take it very coolly. Before that can happen, do you know what must happen to you?