By the Old Man.
Youths
[Together.] Old Man? You don't mean it. Old Man?
Oilman
Yes, Sirs, the Old Man; what makes you so glad?
Oh, that's a bad habit of ours. We become glad for no reason whatever.
Watchman
[Aside.] Mad! Raving mad! Have you seen the Old Man?
Oilman
I think I saw him in the distance last night.