Julia. Yes, quite a number of them, Hazel. I don’t remember just how many, but I surely have been busy.
Hazel (teasingly, looking at Julia). I have heard say that it don’t take much to keep some people busy. For instance, now, there is——
Julia (quickly). Now that’s not me, Hazel, not at all. When I work, I work.
Isabel. So does a pump-handle, Julia. But then some one must take hold of it.
Julia. I see you girls just want to tease me. Well go ahead, I don’t care.
(Enter Jessie, excitedly, laying aside her wraps.)
Hazel. Well, well! If here isn’t the sluggard at last. We thought you were never, never, going to come. What detained you so long?
Jessie (flurried and excitedly). Oh, girls, you couldn’t ever—ever guess. In a year’s time you couldn’t ever—ever—ever guess.
Isabel. An engine down on the railroad crossing?
Jessie. No!—No! (Shaking her head.)