JESSIE. Tolerably so, I hope, cousin.
JACK. Then you deserve a prize; and here it is (opening box on table, takes out a fan and presents it to JESSIE). The reward of merit.
JESSIE. Oh, what a beautiful Chinese fan! Oh, thank you, cousin!
JACK. And perhaps our good aunt will give us our tea tonight out of her new porcelain service (showing contents of box).
MRS. T. A present for me, too! So you found time to think of me, dear boy?
JACK. Think of you! Do you remember this? (taking small case from his breast-pocket and opening it).
MRS. T. My photograph?
JACK. Which you gave me the night before I left England. You’ve never left me! You’ve shared all my hardships, all my dangers, all my triumphs! Didn’t we enter Pekin together, sword in hand?
MRS. T. (smiling). I enter Pekin!