(Exit with wraps, whistling).
Miss Priscilla (advancing).—I am certainly glad to be here, for I’m always so nervous when traveling. I’m afraid of losing my ticket. That reminds me—I wonder if I have it now! (Opens valise and nervously takes out miscellaneous articles. Shakes her head. Replaces articles. Opens hand bag, and finds ticket.) Thank goodness, here it is!
Tom.—I lost my ticket once and when I told the conductor I was traveling on my face he said he always punched his fares, and guessed I wasn’t going very far.
Edith.—I get nervous, too, and when I was in England with Cousin Lydia, I had two bags and a rug, and I asked the porter if he had seen two rags and a bug.
Miss Prudence (looking about her).—How delightfully comfortable it is here, and how charming your old-fashioned furniture is. We don’t see anything like it nowadays.
Tom.—No, modern furniture is on the instalment plan; pay a dollar down and a dollar a week till death us do part.
Miss Priscilla.—If you will permit us, Miss Susan, we will continue our fancy work, for we are somewhat belated with our Christmas gifts. (Abner enters.)
Miss Susan.—No need to offer excuses, ladies, for I like to see folks busy.
Abner (with earnestness).—Yes, ma’am, you do.
Miss Prudence.—I was reading in a magazine article recently that a business man should always be well-dressed, and as my nephew has recently accepted a position with a large firm, I am making him a handsome necktie for business wear. (Displays gaudy tie to audience, and then continues knitting it.)