Knave of Hearts (poking a large fire-cracker into the Joker's face). Art blind? Canst not see?
Joker (much alarmed). Away there, varlet, away!
Knave of Spades. Ay, fireworks, Sir Joker, for to-day 'tis the glorious Fourth.
Joker. To-day the Fourth of July?
Knave of Diamonds (to the other Knaves in a mocking tone). He was well named "Fool."
Knave of Clubs. In truth he was; yet no name was necessary. 'Tis plain writ upon his face.
[The Knaves laugh loudly.]
Joker. Marry, for a pack of rowdy varlets ye four do verily hold first claim, although you rotund Knave of Spades doth possibly deserve exemption. I prithee, Spades, whyfore all this preparation? Why these fireworks? And why so many large red fire-crackers?
Knave of Spades. Have you not heard of the King's banquet?
Knave of Hearts (sitting down on the bench and shaking his head wearily). Nay, Spades, ask him not. He has the ass's ears, but hears naught.