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_Same as in Act III., with the addition of a hammock slung near the wheel-house, containing the baby. Enter_ MARY _from the wheel-house with a small sailor hat and reefer on. She takes them off, and lays them on a chair as she talks._
MARY. Here we are at last, safe at New Orleans. I wish I could hear from Washington; and why _don't_ I hear from William? I sent home the last money I had saved up, and I shall have no more if they take the boat away. I can't give her up! And I can't do anything else to earn a living. This is my business-my life.