Como."

CLAUDE. "A balace lifting to eternal summer its marple walls, from out a
closuy power of goolest voliage, musigal with pirds. Dost like the
bigture?"

_Enter Mdme._ DESCHAPPELLES. "Oh! Prince, you must fly. The minions of
the Directory are laying for you. Take my daughter; marry her, and go to
Como." (_He takes her and flies R.U.E. Curtain_.)

_Young Lady, who reads Dickens (wiping away the tear of imbecility)_.
"How sweet! how sweet!"

_Accompanying Young Man_. "Yes. It is so natural and touching. I have
never seen a finer actor behind the footlights."

_Everybody else_. "Hey! What's that you say? Asleep? Of course I
wasn't."

_Act III. Enter Uncertain Persons as before. They ultimately go out
again. Applause. Enter_ CLAUDE, _his_ MOTHER, _and_ PAULINE.

_Mother_. "This young man is of poor but honest parents. Know you not
that you are wedded to my son, CLAUDE MELNOTTE?"

PAULINE. "Your son? Hold, hold me, somebody!"

CLAUDE. "Leave us, mutter. Have bity on us." (_The old lady leaves_.)

CLAUDE. "Now, lady, 'ear me."