(Enter KING, FREDERIC and RUTH) 
RECITATIVE, CHORUS AND SOLO: Hush, hush! not a word
FREDERIC: Hush, hush! not a word; I see a light inside! 
The Major-Gen'ral comes, so quickly hide!
PIRATES: Yes, yes, the Major-General comes! (Exeunt 
KING, FREDERIC, SAMUEL, and RUTH)
POLICE: Yes, yes, the Major-General comes!
GENERAL: (entering in dressing-gown, carrying a light) 
Yes, yes, the Major-General comes!
Tormented with the anguish dread 
Of falsehood unatoned, 
I lay upon my sleepless bed, 
And tossed and turned and groaned. 
The man who finds his conscience ache 
No peace at all enjoys; 
And as I lay in bed awake, 
I thought I heard a noise.
MEN: He thought he heard a noise-- ha! ha!
GENERAL: No, all is still 
In dale, on hill; 
My mind is set at ease-- 
So still the scene, 
It must have been 
The sighing of the breeze.