The Crowd:
Ah! I shall free myself from my misery and shall be mighty.
Dollarson:
What a huge opportunity! Everything is there. Give me your hands. Hands for everything. Oh, the things that have been said! That liberty and solace for the spirit will be found there, what everyone desires; that refuge and slumber and power and strength and oblivion will be found there. Nay, even more! There you will find God Himself. Take God Himself into your hands
The Crowd:
Ha! I shall lay my hands upon God Himself, and shall be powerful and happy.
Dollarson:
—in the conquered Land of Hopes. Forward, then!
The Crowd:
To the New Land!
Dollarson:
That’s the style! Up and at it! We shall seize the New Continent. It shall bear the name of the man to whom it is to belong. I tell you this is a great stroke of business and a tremendous affair. Oho, oho! there’s never been anything like this before. Now forward!
[Enter Dollarson’s Army of Engineers, Soldiers and Officials.]
The Army of Engineers, Soldiers and Officials:
Here!
