To Mister Doodle. Places board against rock, R.C.)
It’s fortunate at school I learnt to spell.
(Exit Noodle, L. U. E.)
(Re-enter cautiously, King, Rooster, General and Captain R.)
G. B. The army’s disinfected!
G. K. What’s the reason?
Rooster. Off without leave, he’s gone.
G. Bounce. No leaf! it’s tree’s-on!
G. K. Pray cease your jokes, we have no time for fun.
This is an unkind cut, much over done.