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(Over Stephen’s shoulder.) Yes, go. You see he’s incapable.

(Breaks loose.) I’ll insult him.

(Loudly.) Carbine in bucket! Cease fire! Salute!

(Barking furiously.) Ute ute ute ute ute ute ute ute.

Let him up! Don’t strike him when he’s down! Air! Who? The soldier hit him. He’s a professor. Is he hurted? Don’t manhandle him! he’s fainted!

What call had the redcoat to strike the gentleman and he under the influence? Let them go and fight the Boers!

Listen to who’s talking! Hasn’t the soldier a right to go with his girl? He gave him the coward’s blow.

(Barking.) Wow wow wow.

(Shoves them back, loudly.) Get back, stand back!