STIVER [pulling himself together].
A trifling loan in cash.
FALK.
A loan!
STIVER [hurriedly to GULDSTAD].
That is, I mean to say, you know,
A voucher for a ten pound note, or so.
MISS JAY [to LIND and ANNA].
I wish you joy! How lovely, how delicious!
GULDSTAD [going up to the ladies].
Pray what has happened?
[To himself.] This was unpropitious.
FALK [throws his arms about STIVER's neck].
Hurrah! the trumpet's dulcet notes proclaim
A brother born to you in Amor's name!
[Drags him to the others.
MISS JAY [to the gentlemen].
Think! Lind and Anna—think!—have plighted hearts,
Affianced lovers!
MRS. HALM [with tears of emotion].
'Tis the eighth in order
Who well-provided from this house departs;
[To FALK.
Seven nieces wedded-always with a boarder—
[Is overcome; presses her handkerchief to her eyes.
MISS JAY [to ANNA].
Well, there will come a flood of gratulation!
[Caresses her with emotion.
LIND [seizing FALK's hand].
My friend, I walk in rapt intoxication!