ELSIE.
You can't make believe with God.
TEDDY.
That's so; I forgot. I say, Elsie, I'm never going to be wicked again in all my life.
ELSIE.
Nor I.
TEDDY.
Oh! girls never are wicked. I believe when we die Death comes along and pulls us by our feet; that's why our souls go out. They're afraid of Death.
(Elsie shudders, and nestles closer to her brother.)
TEDDY.