Cupid. Fo' Gaud, ef de ain't got de silber!
[Horses hoofs are heard, but the men are too engrossed to notice.
[Enter hurriedly from the lane Col. Stephen Winthrop and Maurice Hopkins. Winthrop is a handsome, soldierly young man of about twenty-five. He wears the regular U.S. uniform of Colonel. Hopkins is younger and somewhat smaller than Winthrop, though a handsome, manly-looking fellow. They rush in among the men, beating them over the backs with sabers.
Winthrop (in great anger). You damned cowards! Get out! Every one of you shall be court-martialed.
Hopkins. Fine soldiers, you dogs! You'll pay for this.
[The soldiers stand in frightened groups.
Winth. I was detained. Who's in command?
Hop. Corporal Evans.
[Evans salutes.
Winth. Consider yourself under arrest.