Tom (In feigned surprise): Sit down! What for?
Jimmy (Pummeling him with his little fists, loudly): Why, you said there was something for me in your pocket.
Tom (Sitting down): So I did. How forgetful I am!
Jimmy (Finding a bright, shiny penny, shrieks): Oh! Oh! Oh! (Climbs up and kisses Tom noisily).
Tom: Why, Jimmy! You embarrass me. My! My!
Jimmy: What is ’barrass?
Tom: You make me blush.
Jimmy: What’s that?
Mrs. Loving: Come, come, children! Rachel has the breakfast on the table. (Tom sits in Jimmy’s place and Jimmy tries to drag him out).
Tom: What’s the matter, now?