All around me, dead and dying, I would see my victims lying; And I'd laugh out loud and louder As I smelled the blood and powder, For I'd be a roaring pirate, Be a swearing, tearing pirate, Bloody-bones, the heartless pirate, With a cruel, cruel eye. SUSAN. I consider Bloody-bones a very sweet name for a young lady pirate. Very! PAULINE. Yes, mam. (_curtseys_) So, if it's all the same to you, I'd like to be a pirate, mam, SUSAN. Certainly. A pirate's life is a very mannish occupation. KATE. Wouldn't it be lovely to be a pirate! It is much more interesting than being a doctor. PAULINE. Yes, Miss Kate. And there's no scrubbin' on a pirate craft. The wash of the sea is merely a poetical term. And if the men is drove off the land, they'll take to ships, do you see, and there'll be plenty of work for a respectable, blood-thirsty lady pirate to do, catchin' 'em and extinguishing 'em. GRACE. Oh, girls, wouldn't it be lovely to be pirates? SUSAN. Then be pirates! The Militant Suffragettes need a navy as well as an army. Every revolution needs its privateers. KATE. No more sewing! (_gathers up sewing and throws it down_) PAULINE. No more scrubbin'. (_throws away mop and brush_) GRACE. No more rag bags! (_takes rag bag from chair, and is about to throw it, when red rags fall out_) PAULINE. Hold on, Miss GRACE! Pirates is mostly dressed out of rag bags, (_winds red rag around_ GRACE's _head, and a red rag as sash. All do likewise_) Wait till I get the swords, (_exit_ PAULINE) KATE, (_front, with clenched fists_) OO--I feel blood-thirsty! SUSAN. And you look extremely blood-thirsty. GRACE, OO--I feel ferocious! SUSAN. And you look too ferocious for anything. EDITH. OO--I feel wicked! SUSAN. You are certainly a fear-compelling sight. IDA. OO--I feel murderous! SUSAN. You look like a most criminal character. Mat. OO--I feel dangerous! SUSAN. You look extremely dangerous. PAULINE. (_entering with table knives, etc_.) OO--I feel like if I seen a cake of soap I could kick it! (_she distributes knives_) SUSAN. Reserve your wrath for the men. (_drawing them all to her_) Hist! To-night--at dead of night--we will capture--a lumber schooner--at Copp's lumber yard-- All. Aye! Aye! Mam! SUSAN. To-night--at dead of night--meet me--at the corner of--Main and Broadway! All. Aye! Aye! Mam! SUSAN. To-night--at dead of night--we will strangle the watchmen-- KATE. At dead of night? I don't think we ought to strangle watchmen at dead of night unless we have a chaperone, do you girls? SUSAN. Nonsense! What kind of Suffragettes are you to need a chaperone? I don't have a chaperone. GRACE. Well, I don't care! I'm not going out strangling at night without a chaperone! It isn't proper. SUSAN. But you are a pirate. EDITH. I don't care if we are pirates. We don't have to be improper pirates. I want to strangle and murder in a perfectly proper manner. PAULINE. How about takin' the old lady with you?