Chapter 5

_Room in hotel at San Francisco._

GIMFRISKY. Revenge? Aye, 'tis sweet. But see! they come!

LUCY. How now? But yesterday you said--

CLEONI. Hush, dearest, the time will come when--

(_A rumbling noise is heard, and soon the whole building is shaken into remarkably small ruins._)

[_Half an hour is supposed to elapse, for refreshments, and when the curtain rises_, GIMFRISKY, _who has emerged through a diminutive hole, is discovered in the costume of_ AJAX _defying the lightning, or something of that sort, singing_--

"I dreamt I dwelt in marble, O," "From quarries near to Tuckahoe."]

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