Mary Margaret
[Breathless, she comes to him C. Hesitates, and then, removing the wrapping, reveals a child's set in beaver—muff and neckpiece]: Oh, Mr. Gilchrist! [She tries them] Oh, Mr. Gilchrist; you oughtn't! [Looks about for a mirror] They're beautiful! They're the most beautifulest furs I ever seen! I've wanted a set like this always! You've made me so happy! I never was so happy before in my life! [And she begins to cry again.]
Daniel
Now! [She remembers, and laughs.]
Mary Margaret
I don't know how to thank you.
Daniel
Don't try.
Mary Margaret
I never expected no such a Christmas! [Starts for door] I gotta show mother!