MALE VOICES. Good master, we are here! WELLS. Noisome hags of night— Imps of deadly shade— Pallid ghosts, Arise in hosts, And lend me all your aid. Appear, appear, appear! FEMALE VOICES. Good master, we are here! ALEXIS. (aside) Hark, they assemble, These fiends of the night! ALINE. (aside) Oh Alexis, I tremble, Seek safety in flight! ARIA - ALINE Let us fly to a far-off land, Where peace and plenty dwell— Where the sigh of the silver strand Is echoed in every shell To the joy that land will give, On the wings of Love we'll fly; In innocence, there to live— In innocence there to die! CHORUS OF SPIRITS. Too late—too late It may not be! That happy fate Is not for (me/thee)! ALEXIS, ALINE, and MR. W. Too late—too late, That may not be! That happy fate, Is not for thee! MR. WELLS Now shrivelled hags, with poison bags, Discharge your loathsome loads! Spit flame and fire, unholy choir! Belch forth your venom, toads! Ye demons fell, with yelp and yell, Shed curses far afield— Ye fiends of night, your filthy blight In noisome plenty yield! WELLS (pouring phial into tea-pot—flash) Number One! CHORUS It is done! WELLS (same business) Number Two! (flash) CHORUS One too few! WELLS Number Three! (flash) CHORUS Set us free! Set us free-our work is done Ha! ha! ha! Set us free—our course is run! Ha! ha! ha! ALINE AND ALEXIS (aside) Let us fly to a far-off land, Where peace and plenty dwell— Where the sigh of the silver strand Is echoed in every shell. CHORUS OF FIENDS. Ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha!