CHIMNEY-SWEEP. Who could love me?
PLAYMATE. Go and find out.
The CHIMNEY-SWEEP goes across the stage to the arcade, where he is met by the LADY IN WHITE, who puts her arms around him.
THYRA. Who is living in there?
PLAYMATE. [With his finger on his lips] Polly Pry!—But who is coming there?
The OLD LADY appears on the road with a sack on her back and a stick in her hand.
ERIC. It's grandmother! Oh, now we are in for it!
THYRA. Oh, my! It's grandmother!
PLAYMATE. Don't get scared, children. I'll tell her it's my fault.
ERIC. No, you mustn't, for then she'll beat you.