DAN (after a pause of indecision): O.K. (Clapping his hands effusively) What'll you have? The old East Lynne?
MRS. BRAMSON: No, I don't feel like anything sentimental to-night….
DAN (looking towards the desk): What'll you have, then?
MRS. BRAMSON: I think I'd like the Bible.
A pause. He looks at her.
DAN: O.K.
MRS. BRAMSON (as he goes smartly to the sofa, fetches the Bible, pulls up a chair to the right of her, sits, and looks for the place): That piece you were reading…. It's Sunday…. Isn't that nice … all the aches and pains quiet for once … pretty peaceful….
DAN (reading): "Blessed is the man that walketh not in the counsel of the ungodly, nor standeth in the way of sinners, nor sitteth in the seat of the scornful…."
MRS. BRAMSON (drowsily): You read so nicely, Danny.
DAN: Very kind of you, my lady. (Reading a little breathlessly) "But his delight is in the Law of the Lord; and in His law doth he meditate day and night—"