_Enter _Crew_ on tiptoe, with RALPH and BOATSWAIN, meeting JOSEPHINE, who enters from cabin on tiptoe, with bundle of necessaries, and accompanied by LITTLE BUTTERCUP. The CAPTAIN, shrouded in his boat-cloak, watches them unnoticed._ ENSEMBLE. Carefully on tiptoe stealing, Breathing gently as we may, Every step with caution feeling, We will softly steal away. (_CAPTAIN stamps-chord._) _All_ (_much alarmed_). Goodness me! Why, what was that? _Dick._ Silent be, It was the cat! _All_ (_reassured_). It was--it was the cat! _Capt._ (_producing cat-o’-nine-tails_). They’re right, it was the cat! _All._ Pull ashore, in fashion steady, Hymen will defray the fare, For a clergyman is ready To unite the happy pair! (_Stamp as before, and chord._) _All._ Goodness me! Why, what was that? _Dick._ Silent be, Again the cat! _All._ It was again that cat! _Capt._ (_aside_). They’re right, it was the cat! (_Throwing off cloak._) Hold! (_All start._) Pretty daughter of mine, I insist upon knowing Where you may be going With these sons of the brine; For my excellent crew, Though foes they could thump any, Are scarcely fit company, My daughter, for you. _Crew._ Now, hark at that, do! Though foes we could thump any, We are scarcely fit company For a lady like you! _Ralph._ Proud officer, that haughty lip uncurl! Vain man, suppress that supercilious sneer, For I have dared to love your matchless girl, A fact well known to all my messmates here! _Capt._ Oh, horror! _Ralph and Jos._ {I,} humble, poor, and lowly born, {He,} The meanest in the port division-- The butt of epauletted scorn-- The mark of quarter-deck derision-- Have} {my} Has} dared to raise {his} wormy eyes Above the dust to which you’d mould {me! {him! In manhood’s glorious pride to rise. I am} {me! He is} an Englishman--behold {him!