Punch. No; I’ve seen five ghosts.
Showman. Five ghosts! What would you say were you to see one now?
Punch. I’d knock him down.
Enter Ghost, which rises at back of the stage, stealthily advancing to the front.
Showman. Well, there is one coming now; look to your left.
Punch (looking right round the corner of the stage). Here?
Showman. No; the other way.
Punch (looks every way but the right direction; he at last sees the Ghost; he trembles, saying). Oh, dear! oh, dear! I’ve seen a ghost, ghost, ghost! [Exit Ghost.
Showman. What is the matter, Mr. Punch?