WILLIAM. Why did you come back, Mr. Grimm? Wasn't it nice where you were?
PETER. It was indeed. It was like—[Whimsically.]—new toys.
WILLIAM. [To whom the idea appeals.] As nice as that!
PETER. Nicer. But I had to come back with this message. I want you to help me to deliver it. [Indicating the picture.
WILLIAM. Where's the bosom of Abraham, Mr. Grimm?
PETER. Eh?
WILLIAM. The minister says you're asleep there.
PETER. Stuff and nonsense! I haven't been near the bosom of Abraham.
WILLIAM. Too bad you died before you went to the circus, Mr. Grimm. But it must be great to be in a place where you can look down and see the circus for nothing. Do you remember the clown that sang: "Uncle Rat has gone to town?"
PETER. Yes, indeed; but let us talk of something more important. Come here, William [He starts towards the desk.]; would you like to see someone whom all little boys love—love more than anybody else in the whole world? [PETER is standing at the desk with his finger on the torn pieces of the picture.