Let us jest, Mariet! Here is a riddle, guess it: For whom will the cannons roar soon?
You think, for me?
No.

For you?
no, no, not for you, Mariet! For little Noni, for him--for little Noni who is boarding the ship to-night.

Let him wake up from this thunder.

How our little Noni will be surprised! And now be quiet, quiet--don't disturb his sleep--don't spoil little Noni's awakening." The sound of voices is heard--a crowd is approaching.
"Where is the captain ?" "Here.

Halt, the captain is here!" "It's all done.