Joker. Nothing else is gone.
King of Spades. Ah, fortune be praised!
Queen of Clubs (to Queen of Hearts). And did you fashion these fire-crackers?
King of Hearts. With her own hands she fashioned them.
Joker. One for each guest.
Queen of Clubs. Indeed—indeed! And is the Queen as dexterous at the fashioning of fire-crackers as she is at the baking of water-crackers and other light confections?
Queen of Hearts. You are sweet so to flatter me.
Queen of Clubs. But I so well remember the Christmas pie.
King of Spades. Pie! Where is the pie?
Joker. It was eaten last Christmas, the pie.