Susan.—Abner, get some string from the kitchen.
Edith.—Look out, Tom, your tipping the tree.
Rastus.—If dere’s any tippin’ roun’ here, doan’t forget de porter.
Edith.—Abner you’re real tall, hang that string of popcorn there on the top branch. (Abner gets chair.)
Susan.—Abner don’t you dare stand on that chair, you’ll break it!
Miss Wise.—Now our tree looks fine! I am proud of it!
Susan (suddenly).—Why how inhospitable I am! I’ve never offered you a thing to eat and you must be half starved!
Abner (promptly).—Yes’m, a pie and some gingerbread would sure go good!
Susan.—I didn’t mean you, Abner, I meant the company.
Edith.—I must say it sounds good to me!