[Exit.
Tom. I did want to laugh at her awfully. If she comes in again, I think I'll just have to.
[Enter Daisy and Phil.
Daisy. We didn't go far, because it was so late. Phil, did you ever see anything so perfectly grand as that last window? [Taking off things.]
Phil. Never! Don't I wish I had that air-rifle!
Daisy. I'd rather have the doll's piano than anything else.
[Enter Sarah with Dot and Charlie.
Sarah takes children's coats, etc.
Sarah. Here, give me yer coats. Now just sit down and get warm for a minute, and then ye've got to go to bed. Yer Ma said so.
Daisy. Let's sing while we're here. We don't know our new carol very well. [All begin to sing a carol. Tom claps, stamps, whistles, and bangs his chair up and down, to put them out. They stop.]