Hey, Jim! Throw a saddle on thet bay mare! [orders fade out]
ANNOUNCER
For our next scene let us look in at the home of Caesar Rodney in Dover, Delaware. It is nearly eight o'clock on the evening of July 1, 1776. Rodney, pale and drawn, with the languid air of a man but recently out of a sick bed, is sitting in an easy chair. Mrs. Rodney is hovering over him with a protecting anxiety—
PRUDENCE
You're sure you feel strong enough to sit up, Caesar?
RODNEY
Yes, yes, Prudence, I'm all right, I tell you.
PRUDENCE
You're sure you're not in any pain?
RODNEY