The Americans

by Edwin Davies Schoonmaker

(To the other party)

Try to remember, boys, it's his name, too.

(Suddenly there is a tremendous cheering by those about the door. A militiaman hurries from the crowd, grabs a bugle from the Sixth Militiaman and, darting out centre, starts to blow it)

Sixth Militiaman.

(Excitedly)

Don't do that! Here!

Militiaman.

(With the knapsacks)

Don't do that!