Foreigner. It is all true, and he has left me in charge of it.
Punch. Is that so? Well, what is there inside that box?
Foreigner. Oh, I don’t exactly know; but lots of funny things, alive, I think.
Punch. Well, suppose you bring it up, and let’s see what it looks like.
Foreigner. Ah! so I will; but mind, you mustn’t raise the lid up.
Punch. All right; go ahead—bring it up. (Punch commences to dance with delight.)
Foreigner. Yes, yes, it shall be brought up, but you must come down and help me, it is so heavy. (Punch disappears, following the Foreigner.)
Re-enter Foreigner and Punch, bearing box. They fix it in position.
Foreigner. Now mind, Mr. Punch, you are not to touch that box.