Mulligrub. Yes, it is Moses! Moses the deluded; Moses the deceived; Moses the betrayed; Moses on the brink of a precipice.
Mom. A. Moses!—Who be Moses?
Mrs. M. My husband.
Mons. A. Monsieur Mulligrub! O, ze light break upon my head.
Mulligrub (jumping down). Tremble, rascal! You’re discovered. Woman, begone! O, Hannah! can I believe my eyes. You—you make an appointment with such a miserable, contemptible, sneaking cur as that? But I’ll be revenged, rascal! (Takes Monsieur Adonis by throat.) Blaster of peaceful families (shaking him), I’ll have your life!
Mons. A. Help! help! I am choke all over too much! Help! help!
Mrs. M. O, Moses, spare him!
Mulligrub. Never! I’ll shake the life out of him. Rascal!
Mons. A. Help! somebody, quick!
Mulligrub. Scoundrel!