The House of Justice Headstrong—a hall—Lucy watering some myrtles—A servant behind the scenes is heard to say—
I tell you my master is not up. You can’t see him, so go about your business, I say.
Lucy. To whom are you speaking, William? Who’s that?
Will. Only an old man, miss, with a complaint for my master.
Lucy. Oh, then, don’t send him away—don’t send him away.
Will. But master has not had his chocolate, ma’am. He won’t ever see anybody before he drinks his chocolate, you know, ma’am.
Lucy. But let the old man, then, come in here. Perhaps he can wait a little while. Call him.
(Exit Servant.)
(Lucy sings, and goes on watering her myrtles; the servant shows in the Old Man.)
Will. You can’t see my master this hour; but miss will let you stay here.