LADIES. (Seeing him.) Stop him!
(BOLT disappears with COACHMAN—the LADIES throw the screen over COTTON, who gets up and beats the WAITERS—the LADIES scream.—Scene closes.)
[SCENE V.—Chamber.]
Enter CUTAWAY, R.
CUT. Truly unfortunate and disagreeable!—my fair one torn from me in a manner most unfair. Miss Harriet missing—all is gone but hope!—and what does hope say? Something false, as usual? The lady loves the marvellous.—No, hope reminds me that Harriet is sent to Mrs. Chargely’s, in this neighbourhood; and that if I could enter in a feigned name—true, I can learn at the door if the old lion be in the den—if the young dove be in her cage!—’gad, it will do!—What name can I take?—I have it, Mr. Cotton has a foreman named Bolt—I’ll call myself Bolt; I dare say I’m like him; I never saw him; so don’t know the contrary. A happy exchange of names—The part of Bolt by Mr. Cutaway.
(Exit, L.H.)