Enter MR. METCALF suddenly, pursued by TWO SOLDIERS.
CLEVELAND. Ha!
METCALF. [Not seeing CLEVELAND, and rushing up to WALTER.] Bless me, Captain Armstrong.
CLEVELAND. Oh, then he is Captain Armstrong.
ROSE. [With great suddenness.] Captain Fuller, Mr. Metcalf—don't play your jests here—Captain Fuller, sir.
METCALF. Eh! Eh! [Looking confused from one to another.] A jest, Captain Fuller—capital—ha, ha, ha—[Aside to ROSE.] What mischief have I tumbled into now, and who is that fellow in a very red coat and a very white wig?
ROSE. [Aside to him.] Major Cleveland.
METCALF. Major Cleveland! We are all hanged and quartered—though for the matter of that, in my capacity of expounder of the alphabet, I've been quartered—on the neighbourhood, these ten years past. Your obedient servant, sir, your very obedient—
CLEVELAND. That will do, fellow. What was the cause of those shots just now? [To SOLDIERS.
METCALF. 'Pon my word, sir, it was the guns.