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More than you ever had in your life before. You leave it to an old hand like me.

[Enters from the kitchen.] In the morning he must have his coffee, and at noon his soup, and in the evening coffee again—and plenty of firewood—and I'm expected to furnish it all. Give me back my cup and saucer.

[''The show booths of the amusement-park have opened for business. The familiar noises begin to sound; clear above them all, but far in the distance, sounds the organ of the carousel.'']

Now, Aunt Hollunder. [''From now until the fall of the curtain it is apparent that the sound of the organ makes him more and more uneasy.'']

And you, you vagabond, get out of here this minute or I'll call my son

I have nothing to do with the likes of him. He's too common. [But he slinks out at back.]