The same abode no longer can receive us:—
I beg of you this very day to leave us—
Falk [with a bow as Mrs. Halm and the company withdraw].
That this would come I never had a doubt!
Strawman.
Between us two there’s battle to the death;
You’ve slandered me, my wife, nay little flock,
From Molly down to Millie, in one breath.
Crow on, crow on—Emancipation’s cock,—
[Goes in, followed by his wife and children.