DANNY (searching his person). I don’t think I have it, Doctor.
DR. BODIE. Don’t be a fool, No. 7.
PROBATIONER (surrendering it). Here it is, Dr. Bodie, I—I—
DR. BODIE (charmingly). Thank you. And, my dear, don’t be always Doctor Bodieing me. That, of course, at the Home, and on duty, but here in my house you are my guest. I am Miss Bodie to you here. Don’t let me forget that I am a woman. I assure you I value that privilege. (She lingers over Cinderella’s pillow.) Dear, you must invite Nurse and Danny to tea with you, and all be happy together. Little Cinderella, if I will do as a substitute, you haven’t altogether lost your Godmother.
(She goes, shaking a reproving finger at DANNY.)
DANNY. We’re done again!
PROBATIONER (reduced to tears). Horrid little toad that I’ve been. Some one take me out and shoot me.
(The MAID comes with tea things.)
DANNY. Allow me, maiden.
ELLEN. Dr. Bodie says I’m to bring two more cups.