Alice. Taste the bliss of this,
[Slaps his face.
Walter. [Advancing.] Oh, what wond'rous bliss!
Larry. [Advancing.] How d'ye like the kiss?
| Alice. | } | Master Robin? |
| Walter. | ||
| Larry. |
[Robin steals off.
Walter. Jackanapes!
Larry. Aye, hop off, cock robin! Blood and thunder now, that such a sparrow should try to turn hawk, and pounce on your little pullet here.
Alice. Welcome, my bonny Walter.
Walter. A sweet kiss, Alice, to season my bitter tidings. Our captain's lost.