(Georgie swings spider at Wife. She screams, and clasps her hands around Bachelor’s arm.)
Wife. Oh, save me, dear, save me! The horrible beast!
Bachelor. It’s just a cloth spider, can’t hurt in the least. Stop scaring my wife, sir! Take that thing away.
(He swings it toward shoe.)
Old Woman. And don’t scare my babies. Go ’way, now I say!
Georgie. I’ll kiss ’em all round, then.
Old Woman. You just let ’em be. They’re frighted o’ you, ’cause you plague ’em, you see.
Georgie. Then I’ll kiss Tomboy Jill.
Jill. Ho! You don’t dare! You know That I slap your face well when you bother me so.
Georgie. Well, to kiss a new bride’s quite the thing, don’t you see.