Mrs. Halm.
My patience, Mr. Falk, is now worn out.
The same abode no longer can receive us:—
I beg of you this very day to leave us—
Falk [with a bow as Mrs. Halm and the company withdraw]. That this would come I never had a doubt! Strawman. Between us two there's battle to the death; You've slandered me, my wife, nay little flock, From Molly down to Millie, in one breath. Crow on, crow on—Emancipation's cock,—
[Goes in, followed by his wife and children.
Falk.
And go you on observing Peter's faith
To Love your lord—who, thanks to your advice,
Was thrice denied before the cock crew thrice!
Miss Jay [turning faint].
Attend me, Stiver! help me get unlaced
My corset—this way, this way—do make haste!
Stiver [to Falk as he withdraws with Miss Jay
on his arm].
I here renounce your friendship.
Lind.
I likewise.
