Enter Mrs. Barrisnobe and Teddy carrying bedstead, which they fix in position by adjusting the side posts in the two holes sunk in stage.
Mrs. B. Now, Teddy, have you fixed it up nice for the gentleman?
Teddy. Yes, ma’am.
Mrs. B. Then you can go. [Exit.
Schmidt. Is this my bedroom?
Mrs. B. Yes, and you can sleep on that bed for four dollars.
Schmidt. That bed? Why, where is the bed?
Mrs. B. (looking over the head-board). Lor, that is so. Teddy, Teddy!
Enter Teddy.
Teddy. Yes, ma’am.