ELIZABETH ELIZA.—O dear, no!
JULIA.—Perhaps it’s Cleopatra.
ELIZABETH ELIZA.—It does begin with a “C”—only he was a boy.
AMANDA.—That’s a pity, for it might be “We are seven,” only that is a girl. Some of them were boys.
ELIZABETH ELIZA.—It begins about a boy—if I could only think where he was. I can’t remember.
AMANDA.—Perhaps he “stood upon the burning deck?”
ELIZABETH ELIZA.—That’s just it; I knew he stood somewhere.
AMANDA.—Casablanca! Now begin—go ahead.
ELIZABETH ELIZA.—“The boy stood on the burning deck, When—When—” I can’t think who stood there with him.
JULIA.—If the deck was burning, it must have been on fire. I guess the rest ran away, or jumped into boats.