W-i-n-k-l-e--now, dere he is.
DERRIC.
And there is the counterpart. [_Gives it._
RIP.
Dis is for me, eh? I'll put him in my breast [pocket](97)--yah, yah.
DERRIC.
Now, Rip, I must bid you good evening.
RIP.
Stop! Take some more liquor. Why, de bottle is empty. Here! Alice!
Alice! get some more schnapps for de burgomaster.
DERRIC.
No, not to-night. [_Rising._] But, should you want any you will always
find a bottle for you at your old friend Rory's; so, good-night.
RIP.
Stop, [Mr.](98) Burgomaster! I will go and get dat bottle
now.--[_Rising._]--Alice, Alice! [comma see hah!](99)
_Enter_ ALICE.
RIP.
Alice, give me mine hat. [_Alice gives it._] Now, take care of de house
till I comes back: if de old woman comes before I gets home, tell her I
am gone out mit de burgomaster on [par--par--tick--partickler](100)
business.(101) [_Exit, with_ DERRIC.
ALICE _advances, and brings on_ KNICKERBOCKER _from the closet._
ALICE.
So, Mr. Knickerbocker, you are still here.
KNICKERBOCKER.
Yes, all that's left of me! and, now that the coast is clear, I'll give
them leg bail, as the lawyers have it; and if ever they catch me here
again--[_He goes towards the door, and returns in sudden alarm._] Oh
dear! oh dear! here's mother Van Winkle coming back. I shall never get
out of this mess.
ALICE.
It's all your own fault! Why would you come to-night!
KNICKERBOCKER.
I shall never be able to come again--the cross vixen will take care of
that if she catches me here.
ALICE.
[There is but one method of avoiding her wrath:](102) slip on the
clothes the old pedlar woman brought for sale, and I'll warrant you'll
soon be tumbled out of the house.
KNICKERBOCKER.
With a good thrashing to boot, I suppose. [No matter, if I can but slip
out of the house, I don't care what I slip into.](103) [KNICKERBOCKER
_sits in arm-chair, and is attired by_ ALICE _in a woman's dress: on
rising, the petticoats but reach his knees._] Confound the lower
garments! they're too short [by half.](104)
ALICE.
'Tis your legs are too long [by half!](105); stoop down; [say as little
as possible, and you'll not be discovered.](106) [_He again sits._
DAME _enters._
DAME.
[Well, I've got back and I see Mr. Van Slaus is gone! but](107) where's
that varlet, Rip; out again? Oh, that Rip! that
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