Adol. [To Sammy, aside.] Oh, Lucifer! I never smoked in my life.
Sam. Neither did I! But we must take one, you know; it isn’t polite to refuse—besides, all men smoke.
Adol. Black as ink! Strong as old Nick, I bet.
Reg. You seem to have lost your way.
Sam. We were on our way to Holly Mansion, when we lost our way in this confounded jungle.
Reg. Ah! Then I can be of service to you. That is my destination, also, and if agreeable, I shall be most happy to guide you. [With mock politeness. Sammy and Adolphus both try to shake hands with Reginald at once. They both speak together.]
Sam. You’re a trump.
Adol. Put it there, old boy!
Reg. This way, gentlemen! [Exeunt, L. 2 E. Whistle scene.]
Scene 3: Garden Adjoining Wm. Lowville’s Mansion.