Simple, my boy, have you a cigarette,
That I may calm my heated brain?
SIMPLE SAPLING (sings).
Sweet Caporal and Richmond Gem
And Half and Half Perique,
And Airy Fairy Cigarettes,
I very rarely seek.
Old Judge is good, Perfection too,
Though rather apt to burn;
But for real, solid comfort, give
Me cubebs or sweet fern.
(A low knock is heard. The FRESHMEN disappear into the bedroom and closet. TOUGH opens a book, pretends to study, and says)
Come in!
(Enter a PROCTOR.)
PROCTOR. I beg your pardon, Mr. Tough; but please
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