Why do you wink?
Punch.
Mine friend, it is my little weakness. I swears it.
Bluegrass.
Try to keep your blind up. It makes me suspicious that something wrong is going on inside. Peter, have you a rainbow suit?
Punch.
Mine dear friend, I’ve just what will suit you. I made it for a gentlemans just like you, but it rained and he didn’t call for it.
Bluegrass.
He was only a fair-weather beau; but I’ll be a rainbow as well. [Punch shows him the suit.] That will suit. Now show me a mask. [Punch shows him a mask.] Why, it has a nose upon it like a barn-gable.
Punch.