Ethel. Yes, didn't we! I wouldn't be seen in either of those horrid things; would you?
Maud. No.
[Newcome falls to the earth with a groan of despair; the Chorus rush forward and gently raise him in their arms. As they bear him off, they sing, in a doleful and yet half-malicious fashion:
Chorus.
Poor Newcome!
You are not the first man they have ended,
And left on the cold ground extended;
Or to whom they have sweetly pretended,
On whose taste they have weakly depended;—
Whom they've left on the cold ground extended,
Minus money they never expended,
On goods that they never intended
To buy,
Heigh-o, heigh,
O—O—!
[They retreat, C., as the ladies exeunt, R., L. Music pianissimo as curtain falls.
Fannie Aymar Mathews.
IRISH NORAH TO ENGLISH JOHN.
(Her theory of Home Rule under the Union.)
"It manes, and shure and where's the harm?"
Said Nora to her spouse;
"It manes: if you must mind yer farm,
That I shall mind me house."