Act VI The Sinking Ship
Scene.—The Sea, with waves in motion.
Enter Negro.
Negro. Ship ahoy! Ship ahoy!
Dutchman. What was that you were saying?
Negro (points across the sea). Don’t you see that ’ere?
Dutchman. Yaw! I see the sea.
Negro. Yah; but I mean that ’ere—right o’er there.
Dutchman. Yaw! so now I do; but, lor, I’ve no telescope. What do you think it is?
Negro. Big ship! big ship! Maybe a man-o’-war.
Dutchman. Do you think she’s a-coming this way?
Negro. I do.
Enter Irishman.
Irishman. Arrah, my boys, glad you’re here. Have you seen a steamship come along?
Dutchman. Vell, yes; von in the distance—right over there.
Irishman. Arrah, that is good! My old lady will be pleased now.
Dutchman. Vy, Paddy, vot great event is on now?
Irishman. Nothing, only my wife made me send over to old Ireland for her mother to come on, and she hurried me off this morning to look out for the good ship.
Dutchman. I congratulate you, my boy. Going to have a mother-in-law to take care of thee.
Irishman. Arrah, my friend, you try to strike me hard; but, you bet, I’ll make it warm if the old lady don’t provide me with a latch-key.
Dutchman. Never mind for this von leetle bit o’ chaff, Come with me, and take a little refreshment.
Irishman. But I have to wait for the ship.
Dutchman. That yon ship vill not be here for von whole hour yet. Come, now; thou hast time.
Irishman. Arrah, well said! But what are those black clouds I see?
Dutchman. See yon ship taking in her canvas. Hurry, before we are taken in the storm ourselves. [Exeunt.