Mrs. G. (in a loud tone). I had no idea you were so deaf, aunt.
A. P. I’m getting old, you know, and can’t expect to keep my faculties like younger people. But where’s Clara?
Mrs. G. This is Clara. (Steps aside for her daughter to approach.) Didn’t you recognize her?
A. P. No, she’s grown so I didn’t know her. How d’ye do, dear?
C. (shaking hands). How do you do, aunt? I’m glad to see you here.
A. P. Thank ye, child. It’s pleasant to find that old folks aint always forgotten and wished out of the way.
Mrs. G. (in a loud voice). Let me assist you in taking off your bonnet.
A. P. You needn’t speak so loud when I have my trumpet.
Mrs. G. Then you can hear without using it?
A. P. Yes, but not without you speak pretty loud. (Lays her trumpet down.)