[Falls.
First Snail. I thay, thnail.
Second Snail. What?
First Snail. ’E’th thtruggling with death.
Second Snail. We’ll have a look, eh?
Tramp. Let me live—what will it matter to you? Only this once—till to-morrow. Let me breathe—stop, don’t strangle me—I don’t want to die—I ’aven’t enjoyed life yet—not ’alf—
[Falls.
First Snail. What fun, eh?
Second Snail. I thay, thnail!
First Snail. What?