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j. ketch: No, no, you’ve got it all wrong. I suppose 111 have to show you how. Now then, keep an eye on me. I take aim, put my head slowly forward and thrust it into the noose, so! (Puts his head in the noose.) punch: Ah, now I see! (Pulls rope tight, hanging the hangman.) Yes, indeedle-ee-dee, I see! Root-ity-toot! Here's a man hung up to dry! (Lays the body out with the rest.) One, two, three, four, five; and nary a man is left alive! Hurrah, hurrah! Ghost rises behind him. ghost: Boo-o-o-oh! punch: (Terrified) Help, help! ghost: You are wanted. punch: But where and what for? ghost: In the other world, to answer for your misdeeds. punch: Wait a minute. Whom were you to ask for? ghost: For the man who was to be hanged. |
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