48 ORPHEUS AND EURYDICE.

[ Hxit EURYDICE, escorted by PROSERPINE, carrying a bed-

room candlestick,

Pivu. What an idea! unheard of, I must say!
Get out of here, indeed; I wish she may.
Yet I must take precautions with the slut,
She seems so sharp; who knows but she might cut.
With bolts and bars I’ll make her fast—but steady.
Hang it! the jade seems fast enough already ;
And with her tongue’s incipient noise and chatter,
To shut her up, appears no easy matter.
Yet I must try ; with heavy chains and thick locks,
That shall defy e’en transatlantic picklocks.

[A street organ* is heard outside, playing “ Jeannette and

Jeannot.” PLUTO starts, with an agonized expression

of countenance. CERBERUS growls.

 

* For the further assurance of despondent amateurs—these instruments of torture
may be hired for the night at a very moderate charge.