Tom [looks around cautiously]. Don't tell anybody, Santa Claus, but I was naughty on purpose, just to see if you would give me a whip.
Santa Claus. Well, that's a joke! Don't you know enough to see that you ought to have waited to ask me, instead of running such a risk?
Tom [remorsefully]. Sure enough! I could have done that! And now I've gone and made them all feel sorry, just for nothing.
[Enter Father and Mother.
Father. Well, well, here's Santa Claus! I haven't seen you for a long time. How do you do, sir, how do you do? [They shake hands.]
Mother [at door]. Children! Children! Come here!
[Enter children.
Children. Oh, Santa Claus! Santa Claus!
Daisy and Dot. Merry Christmas, Santa Claus!
Daisy. We've got some presents for you, Santa Claus. Dot and I thought nobody would remember to give you anything, so we wanted to. [Giving presents.]