LUCY. Hush! no more. I see it all.

CLEONI. Cans't thou see my mother?

LUCY. I cannest.

(_They suddenly rush into each other's arms, where they remain in two
swoons; in the meanwhile the cottage is burned to the ground. Curtain
falls for two minutes, and upon its rising the Ninth Regiment is
discovered en bivouac on the ruins, its commander, the_ PRINCE,
_reclining gracefully on the ground._)

(_Background, river Amazin, mouth wide open._) _Solo on the banjo,
"Rest, Traveller, Rest_," by PAREPA ROSA.

* * * * *

ACT II.

_Room in hotel at San Francisco._

GIMFRISKY. Revenge? Aye, 'tis sweet. But see! they come!

LUCY. How now? But yesterday you said--

CLEONI. Hush, dearest, the time will come when--

(_A rumbling noise is heard, and soon the whole building is shaken into
remarkably small ruins._)