F. I’ll tell you what it is, my good woman, I’ve sold most of my apples, and I will buy some of yours.
Mrs. O’C. (somewhat mollified). And what’ll ye pay me for them?
F. Three cents apiece.
Mrs. O’C. (surprised). And you’re goin’ to sell ’em agin for two cents?
F. Yes, there’s nothing like keeping trade lively.
Mrs. O’C. Well, you’re the quairest man I ever did see.
(Curtain falls.)
Scene III.—Mrs. Burley’s parlor. Mrs. B. present, R. Mrs. Stockbridge and Mrs. Wheeler enter L. They cross the room and shake hands cordially with Mrs. B.
Mrs. Stockbridge. How do you do, my dear Mrs. Burley?
Mrs. Wheeler (to Mrs. B.) How do you do? I am delighted to see you looking so well.