A Boy. Ain't you got any mittens, Susie?
Girl. No, but I'm not cold—not much.
The Boy. Here, you take these. I don't need um—truly.
The Girl. Oh, oh—thank you, Jim. (She puts them on). Oh, me, but they are nice and warm.
[Enter slowly by the road (Left) Charlotte. She is very pale and tired looking. She wears a black dress and black scarf over her hair. She leads a tiny little girl who carries her package of lunch.
Char. We can't stay long, remember, children. It is very cold.
[The children go the boxes (Right) and begin to open the lunch.
A Boy. We're eatin' same as soldiers.
[A little boy and girl, the poorest dressed of the children, stand a little apart from the rest watching them. Their little faces are pinched and thin; they seem very sad. The little girl by Charlotte begins to open her lunch with much importance, spreading the paper on Charlotte's lap, who sits on a stump (Left).