Jimmy: I came to say good-night.
Tom (Gathering Jimmy up in his arms and kissing him; gently and with emotion) Good-night, dear little Big Fellow! Good-night!
Jimmy: Sweet dreams! God keep you all the night! (Goes sedately to Rachel, and holds out his little hand). I’m ready, Ma Rachel. (Yawns) I’m so nice and sleepy.
Rachel (With Jimmy’s hand in hers, she hesitates a moment, and then approaches Tom slowly. For a short time she stands looking down at him; suddenly leaning over him): Why, Tom, what a pretty tie! Is it new?
Tom: Well, no, not exactly. I’ve had it about a month. It is rather a beauty, isn’t it?
Rachel: Why, I never remember seeing it.
Tom (Laughing): I guess not. I saw to that.
Rachel: Stingy!
Tom: Well, I am—where my ties are concerned. I’ve had experience.
Rachel (Tentatively): Tom!