[Exit Nurse. Enter Brownie, cautiously
following her to door.
Brownie [peeping out]. I've got to see the end of this experiment! [Flies back to chimney and hides.]
[Enter Nurse.
Nurse [dusting]. Old Santa Claus is mighty good to these children. Fills up stockings like those, and then comes himself and brings a tree on top of all that. They must be pets of his.
[Enter Ted dejectedly, sits down, and drops
his head on his arms.
Nurse. Dear, dear! whatever is the matter, Master Ted?
Ted [darkly]. Oh, go downstairs, Maggie, and you'll see!
Nurse. Mercy on us! what's happened? [Shakes him.]
Ted. Oh, dear, oh, dear! the children don't like their stockings!