Bobby. Well, I couldn’t help hearing, could I?
Mrs. W. Here comes Louise. Don’t mention what you have told me, Bobby. Not to any one. Remember.
Bobby (as Louise enters). Yes’m, I won’t. Hi, Louie! How many valentines did you get?
Louise. Eight. Want to see ’em?
Bobby. Sure I do. Come on over and show ’em to Mamma.
(Louise passes to side of her mother’s chair; Bobby stands at other side, and they look at the valentines.)
Louise (showing them). Bert sent this one, and Uncle Bertram sent this one, and Grandpa sent this one, and Harold sent this one, and Leon sent this one, and Edwin sent this one, and Reginald sent this one.
(She says this slowly, showing them, and Mrs. W. and Bobby make comments on how pretty they are, etc.)
Bobby. Gee! That’s a beaut of Reginald’s. Bet you’re glad you sent him one.
Louise. No, I’m not. He bought one for every girl in our class—every single girl! He likes to show off how much pocket money he has.