Ralph. Hallo, Patsy! What's to pay now?
Patsy. A small bill for watermillons, Master Ralph.
Ralph. O, I see; you're found out, Ray!
John. Well, I wan't the only one in the patch last night.
Ralph. But you're the only one found out; so you must take the consequences.
Charley. Master Jones sent us to look for you; it's five minutes after nine.
John. O, dear, what's to become of me!
Ralph. You must get to school at once. Patsy, I'll be answerable for John Ray's appearance at Farmer Hopkins's after school. Won't that do?
Patsy. To be sure it will. I can depind upon you, Master Ralph. But mind and cape an eye on that chap; fur it's my opinion he's a little cracked; he's bin ravin' about crags, and peaks, and liberty like a full-blooded Fenian. I'll go home and practise a bit wid that cowhide.
[Exit, L.