Dick [waving]. Hurrah, Jim, I sold a paper.
[Enter Jim and Polly.
Jim. Good for you. It was fine!
Polly. It was just grand!
Dick. Try it again. We like this, don't we, Dot?
Dot. Yes. Don't you want to go again, Polly?
Jim. Are you warm enough? honest Injun?
Dot. Yes, go on.
Jim. All right. [Exeunt.]
Dick. I knew Jim would think Comet was a boss sled. Don't you think Jim would be a nice brother, Dot?