Rev. J. J. No indeed. I never smoke, and I hope you never will.

Bobby. Oh yes I will. It’s lots nicer than chewing. Just you try. Or are you ’fraid it will make you sick? It did me, when I tried it, but I’m going to try a cigarette next time. Taint so strong. P’raps you better.

Betty. You better not. Maybe your Mamma wouldn’t like it. Mamma spanked Bobby.

Rev. J. J. My dear boy, I sincerely hope—

Bobby. Mamma’s coming.

Betty. We’ve entertained you good, haven’t we? We

haven’t told anything we ought to not, have we? ’Cause if we have, we’ll get spanked and sent to bed, when you’re gone.

Bobby. If we have, don’t you tell. Be a good sport, and don’t tattle. Here comes Mamma.

Betty. And she’s got her new dress on. We’ve entertained him, Mamma!

(Minister rises, as lady enters room, hand outstretched.)