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Brom: Some dreamly influence hangs in the air there.

Some say it’s been WITCHED by an old GERMAN DOCTOR.

Emily: The phantom strikes near and is renouned as follows:

The Headless HORSEMAN of SLEEPY HOLLOW.

GOSSIPS: The dashing BROM BONES.

ABRAHAM, or by DUTCH abbreviation. BROM Van BRUNT was a man of CAUSATION.

HE was a STRONG, BURLY, ROISTERING blade. The COUNTRYSIDE hero who RACED, FOUGHT, and PLAYED.

(SPIT) Hollow Boys

So… BROM?

BROM: Huh?

We’re you at her house again last night?

BROM: Maybe?

Your HORSE was hitched there in the MOONLIGHT.

BROM: What, where you SPYING on me?

NO.

TREY: Yeah. (Slap)

I wouldn’t say SPYING… OK… more or less. WE only do it because WE are CURIOUS. You have to admit BROM, this is getting SERIOUS.

KARA: You’re in LOVE.

WE can Tell. Will you pose the QUESTION?

BROM: Question? What Question?

Will you soon PROPOSE?

BROM: What? NO. I dont…

Tell us!

BROM: Looks like you BOYs need more learning in SCHOOL.

Speaking of SCHOOL, what about the NEW MASTER?

TREY: And we WALKs with a LOLL.

His HANDS hang a MILE down out if his SLEEVES.

TREY: His feet are like SHOVELS.

YOU wouldn’t BELIEVE.

TREY: Well, apparently, I mean.

It;s TRUE. He has read SEVERAL books.

BROM: Now who is the MANLIEST man in the-

BROM IS!

GIDEON: But the YOUNG lady is WHO I’m ADDRESSING.

Did he say TRANSFESSING?

BROM: I think so… whats THAT?

Mr. CRANE, mhy name is DIRK VANDERRFLAT… Listen.

This is BROM BONES. There’s something you are MISSING. HE gets what HE wants, and it MIGHT seem a HASSLE. But THAT girl is HIS.

GIDEON: Who?

KATRINA van TASSEL.

BROM: Can YOU believe that?

He’s out of his class. What a NITWIT. Ha! An absolute JACK-

KATRINA: No. What I do is on my OWN deciding.

You boys should take LESSONs from old BROTHER BROM. Ladies don’t mind it to be STRUNG ALONG.

TREY: I don’t know, thats just MY take.

Ichabod Crane doesn’t know where he’s MESSIN.

BOYS GET WHIPPED. LIGTH CHANGE FOR NARRATION.

BROM git an EARFUL from his young DEVOTEES. About the SCHOOLMASTER’s odd classroom PROCLIVITIES.

BROM’s ears PERKED up as his PROTEGES blathered.

On about WITCHCRAFT and old COTTON MATHER.

BROM: Who’s COTTON MATHER?

The boys then EXPLAINED.

KARA: Carne’s so superstitious.

BROMs eyes got WIDE.

KARA and TREY: Until he LOOKED up and saw BALTUS’s daughter.

The SCHOOLMASTERs here.

BROM: I’m not CONCERNED.

Even though your LOVE’s been UTTERLY SPURNED?

BROM: That’s just how GIRLs do it. They PLAY hard to GET.

OH. I thought you BLEW it.

ASK her to DANCE.

BROM: You know I dont DANCE.

Yes. I know BROM. But HE does.

DAME KARA: ENOUGH of your YAPPING.

He’s likely NEARBY.

VAN RIPPER: Telling no tales, like a HORSE, who is OLD.

Ichabod made no APPEARANCE at BREAKFAST. Given his APPETITE, this PIQUED some INTEREST.

Mid-MORNING hour. And the DINNER came.

And then it went by. But no Mr. Crane.