Jimmy (Appearing in rear doorway, half-dressed, breathless and tremendously excited over something. Rushes toward Rachel): Three guesses! Three guesses! Ma Rachel!
Rachel (Her whole face softening): Well, let’s see—maybe there is a circus in town.
Jimmy: No siree! (In a sing-song) You’re not right! You’re not right!
Rachel: Well, maybe Ma Loving’s going to take you somewhere.
Jimmy: No! (Vigorously shaking his head) It’s—
Rachel (Interrupting quickly): You said I could have three guesses, honey. I’ve only had two.
Jimmy: I thought you had three. How many are three?
Rachel (Counting on her fingers): One! Two! Three! I’ve only had one! two!—See? Perhaps Uncle Tom is going to give you some candy.
Jimmy (Dancing up and down): No! No! No! (Catches his breath) I leaned over the bath-tub, way over, and got hold of the chain with the button on the end, and dropped it into the little round place in the bottom. And then I runned lots and lots of water in the tub and climbed over and fell in splash! just like a big stone; (Loudly) and took a bath all by myself alone.
Rachel (Laughing and hugging him): All by yourself, honey? You ran the water, too, boy, not “runned” it. What I want to know is, where was Ma Loving all this time?