Louise. I can, too, a little, and besides, Eloise is going to show us how.
Bobby. Oh, it’s her get up, is it? Then Bert’ll give you the ten-cent piece, sure.
(Bert does so, and she hugs and kisses him.)
Louise. You’re just the dearest big brother! But what makes you look so sober? Does your head ache?
Bert. A little, I guess. Perhaps, if you smooth it, it will make it better. (She proceeds to do so.)
Bobby. Got any more of those little shiny fellers that you want to give away, Bert?
Bert (teasingly). Why, let me see—— Why, what’s come over Uncle Bertram? Never heard him come in like a college boy before. (Enter Uncle Bertram. He goes straight to Bert, and shakes his hand heartily.) Glad to see you, Uncle, truly; but why pick me out for this particular grip?
Uncle B. Because you’ve done me the greatest possible favor. I shall owe my happiness the rest of my life to you, Bert.
Bert. To me? Say, Uncle, is it a joke, or have you gone nutty, or what? I haven’t seen you since morning.