'Ector. (with mild regret). It do seem a pity though, so pleasant as we were together, till this come up!
Freddy. And CARRIE's Aunt MARIA. gone off in a tantrum, too. We shall have a job to find 'er now!
Lottie and Carrie. Oh, do hold your tongues, both of you. You and your automatic machines!
'Ector and Freddy. Our automatic machines! Why, we never—
Lottie and Carrie. If you say one word more, either of you, we'll go home! [FREDDY and 'ECTOR follow them meekly in search of Aunt MARIA as the Scene closes in.
VOICES OF THE NIGHT.
(In Fleet Street.)
Oh raucous street—"Echo," whose vile vox clamantis
Is, like the Salvationist's shout, heard a mile hence,