LIZ. Bill! (He turns round) Look! (She points to the stocking and sock hanging up) We can come back for 'em as soon as 'e's gone.
(BILL looks at them, and back at her, and grins. He drops the necklace into one and the watch into the other. As the POLICEMAN approaches they strike up, "While shepherds watched their flock by night," with an air of great enthusiasm.)
POLICEMAN. Now then, move along there.
(They move along. The POLICEMAN flashes his light on the door to see that all is well. The stocking and sock are revealed. He beams sentimentally at them.)
SCENE III.—We are inside the house again. MRS. HUBBARD is still reading a page of the magazine. In dashes MR. HUBBARD with the sock and stocking.
MR. HUBBARD. My darling, what do you think? Father Christmas has sent you a little present. (He hands her the stocking.)
MRS. HUBBARD. Henry! Has he sent you one too?
MR. HUBBARD (holding up his sock). Observe!
MRS. HUBBARD. How sweet of him! I wonder what mine is. What is yours, darling?
MR. HUBBARD. I haven't looked yet, my love. Perhaps just a few nuts or something of that sort, with a card attached saying, "To wish you the old, old wish." We must try not to be disappointed, whatever it is, darling.