RECITATIVE AND CHORUS: Hold, monsters!
MABEL: (coming forward) Hold, monsters! Ere your pirate 
caravanserai 
Proceed, against our will, to wed us all, 
Just bear in mind that we are Wards in Chancery, 
And father is a Major-General!
SAMUEL: (cowed) We'd better pause, or danger may befall, 
Their father is a Major-General.
GIRLS: Yes, yes; he is a Major-General! (The MAJOR-
GENERAL has entered unnoticed, on the rock)
GENERAL: Yes, yes, I am a Major-General!

SAMUEL: For he is a Major-General!
ALL: He is! 
Hurrah for the Major-General!
GENERAL: And it is, it is a glorious thing 
To be a Major-General!
ALL: It is! 
Hurrah for the Major-General! 
Hurrah for the Major-General!