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THE FOREIGN KING. Zatisfaction, King Jarge ? There is no 



zatisfaction at all ; 



Vor thee an' I 'ool battle to zee which of us on the vloor shall 

 virst vail. [A terrible fight ensues, and THE FOREIGN KING 



falls on one knee. 



"THEE AN' i 'OOL BATTLE" 



THE FOREIGN KING. 



Pardon me, pardon me, O King, I crave ! 

 Pardon me, King Jarge, an' vor ever 'ool I be thy slave. 



[KING GEORGE pardons him, and they fight again. 

 THE FOREIGN KING is killed. 

 FATHER CHRISTMAS. 



Oh, King ! oh, King ! what hast thou done ? 

 Thou hast ruined me by killin' my only zon ! 



