Jean. You go then. I've not lookt half enough at these. Besides—
[MARY and KATRINA go.
Well, sir, how dare you speak to girls like that,
When they're alone?
The Man. You needn't be so short; I guess you're one to take fine care of yourself.
Jean.
Yes, and I'ld choose a better-looking man
Than you, my chap, if I wanted company.
The Man. Come this way, you'll see better.
Jean. Impudence! Who said your arm might be there?
The Man.
O, it's all right.
Jean. And what do you think of the rebels now they're dead?