Kitty. Remember, no appeal. (They look at her ruefully, then come down.)
Nat. Tom, I bear you no ill-will. Are you going my way?
Tom. Nat, you are the best fellow in the world. I'm going in to see John Maynard.
Nat. We shall be friends.
Tom. In despair, yes. (They shake hands. Nat goes up to gate, Tom goes to door r.)
Nat. Good-by, Kitty. I shall never see you again. I'm going across the river. Should any accident happen, look kindly upon my remains. (Goes off l.)
Tom. Good-by, Kitty. I'm going in to borrow one of John Maynard's razors; they are very sharp. Should I happen to cut any thing, don't trouble yourself to call the doctor. (Exit into house.)
Kitty. Ha, ha, ha! They'll never trouble me, never. They'll be back before I can count ten. One, two, three, four, five—(Nat appears l., comes to gate. Tom comes from house: they see each other, turn and run back.) I knew it. The silly noodles! here they are again. (Enter Jessie, from house.) Didn't I tell you my answer was final? and here you are again.
Jessie. Why, Kitty, are you dreaming?
Kitty (jumping up). Bless me, Jessie, is that you?