DAR. (center.) Whew! (falls into chair; enter Baptiste.) Let me have a good drink of whisky!
CURTAIN.
SCENE II. Saloon of the American vessel. Laughter at rise of curtain. Mariana, Mother Augustus, the nuns, Father Poularde, lady and gentlemen passengers, discovered.
1st L. P. (to a man passenger; laughing.) You said you never were sea-sick.
FATH. P. (a short, rubicund priest.) He is not now. Sea-sickness is all imagination. I have never been sea-sick.
1st M. P. (sea-sick.) You never sailed such a deadly level sea.
1st L. P. That’s the delightful part of it.
1st M. P. Ugh! (enter Marquis.)
MARQ. They say there’s a storm coming.