Thos. Why, William, what a chap you are to nag!
[Chorus and dance. Thomas returns to road, and regards the apple-trees longingly over top of wall.
Thos. Hi, William, look ... what apples! there—don't you see? And pears—my eye! just ain't they looking juicy!
Wm. Nay, Thomas, since you're bent upon a sin, I will walk on, and visit Benjamin!
[Exit William (L. 2. E.), while Thomas proceeds to scale the wall and climb the boughs of the nearest pear-tree. Melodramatic Music. The Monster Man-trap stealthily emerges from long grass below, and fixes a baleful eye on the unconscious Thomas.
Thos. I'll fill my pockets, and on pears I'll feast!
[Sees Man-trap, and staggers.
Oh, lor—whatever is that hugly beast! Hi, help, here! call him off!...
The Monster.
'Tis vain to holler—