Jerry. I'm as tired as any of you guys, but I'm a good deal madder than I'm tired.
Jack. I should say.
Harry. 'Ow could we be h'anything but tired and h'angry, I'd like to h'arsk, with such a boss as old Pepper?
Ben. Gen'lemen—Mr. Pepper he su'tinly war pretty bad, dis evenin'—in fac' I may say he war de limit.
Jerry. And no excuse for it, either.
Barney. Was it excuse, ye said?
Dutch. Mishter Pepper he don't vaits for no excuse. You'd t'ink ve vas all der lazy loafers—und der ain'd a lazy bone in der whole boonch.
[Enter Mike, with dog, and leading monkey.
Mike. The sound of yez all is quite familiar. Be ye knockin' the boss again?
Ben. We-all got mighty good reason, Mr. McGinnis.