All (recoiling hopping).
A pirate! Horror!
Fred.Ladies, do not shudder!
This evening I renounce my vile profession;
And to that end, oh, pure and peerless maidens!
Oh, blushing buds of ever-blooming beauty!
I, sore of heart, implore your kind assistance.
Edith. How pitiful his tale!
Kate.How rare his beauty!
All. How pitiful his tale! How rare his beauty!