Mary (looking at him severely). Patsy! Take that line forrard, and be quick about it!
Patsy (takes the line to L., and exit R., muttering). I’ll not be bossed by no woman!
Mary. I don’t know what I shall do with Patsy. He threatens to leave me at the next station, and I can’t find a decent engineer short of Baton Rouge; and I mustn’t trouble William with it, he is still so feeble.
(Enter Phus, L.)
Phus. Mis’, de cap’n say he feel bet’ as did, an’ he wan’ ter see yer.
Mary. Very well, I’ll go down. You call Patsy to stand at the wheel; and then you go and stay with the baby.
Phus. Yes, mis’. (Calls, R.) Pats! Har! you Pats, lave dat injyne an’ cum an’ stan’ by de wheel. Pay—ats! Pay—ats! Pay—a—ts! Cum, Pats, to de weel-house! Mis’ say so.
(Enter Pats R. He takes the wheel.)
Mary (to Patsy). Mind your helm now; keep her on her course. (Exit Mary, R.)
Patsy. Ugh! Bedad!