(Lem. picks it up and examines it. Lee looks at it in astonishment. Sam. looks frightened and begins to edge toward the door.)
Ber. Well, by tunket, hasn’t the fellow a right to own a pipe?
Lem. He has sartain, one o’ his own, but I can’t no wise see that he has any right to yourn, Cap’n Berry.
(Hands it to Ber., who is completely staggered.)
All. What? Did you ever? It is! Cap’n Cranberry’s!
Sam. (thinking things are moving in a manner favorable to him, opens sugar bowl). And here’s another in Miss Cynthy’s sugar bowl!
All. What?
Cyn. (dropping into a chair). Mercy sakes!
Hep. Land, Cynthy’s overcome!
(Grabs clothes sprinkler from table and sprinkles Cyn.)