Scene
II
Upperclassman is snoring contentedly.
Somebody drops the brasses of the brass drum.
Upperclassman
Who—what—hey, what time is it?
The Porter
One-thirty, suh.
Upperclassman
Fine. Everybody’s asleep now. Now for a good nap. He dozes.
The train whistles for a station.
Upperclassman
Curses! He dozes.