Constable. Make way, make way! Clear the way! You boys stand aside!
Countryman. What is all this; Is any body ill in the shop?
1st Boy. Nobody, sir; it’s only Twelfth day!
2d Boy. This is a pastrycook’s, sir; look at the window! There they stand! What cakes!
3d Boy. What pretty ones these are!
4th Boy. Only see that!
5th Boy. Why it’s as large as the hind-wheel of a coach, and how thick!
6th Boy. Ah! it’s too big to come out at the door, unless they roll it out.
7th Boy. What elegant figures, and what lots of sweetmeats!
8th Boy. See the flowers; they look almost like real ones.