Aug. But what about me?
Alph. Oh, you go to the devil!
Aug. Awfully rude, old chappie!
Alph. Well, let’s get back to town.
Jane. Well, wish your friends in front good night.
Alph. Good-night, ladies; good-night, gentlemen. You have been and seen my dream—I know you have, ’cause I heard you laughing! I thought I was going to be imprisoned.
Jane. So you are! Ain’t you asked me to marry you?
Alph. Oh, yes; then we’re both going to do time—we are going to be transported for life.
(Embrace.—Music, forte.)