Capt. Fact, by jingo! (Nat and Kitty enter r., followed by huskers.)
Maynard. Come, boys, get ready for the dance.—Mother, you take the captain in to supper.
Mrs. Maynard. Come, captain, you must be hungry.
Capt. (coming to r.). Thank you, I could feed a bit. But don't stir: I can find the table; and, when I do find it, I shall do full justice to your fare, or I am no Bragg. (Exit r. Harry rolls back the big door, others put out lanterns. Moonlight streams upon the floor. Change footlights.)
Thornton (to Jessie). Miss Jessie, shall I have the honor of dancing with you?
Jessie. Thank you, Mr. Thornton. (Takes his arm, and they go up. Nat and Kitty come down c.)
Nat. Ah, Kitty, now for the dance. Of course you will open the ball with me.
Kitty (hanging on his arm, looks around, and nods to Tom; he comes down on the other side). Did I promise you a dance to-night, Mr. Larcom?
Tom (sulkily). I believe you did: but I ain't particular.
Kitty. But I am.