[Turning back to his desk, and examining his papers.]
Good—— Bring in the next one, John!
[As Nicolay exits with the Congressman who continues to talk in loud tones, a sweet little girl of twelve slips by and reaches the President's desk unannounced. The President has taken his seat and is writing. While the President continues to write, the little girl slips close and watches him wistfully. He lifts his head, sees her, and smiles.]
Why, what a wee girl—and you got in here all by yourself——?
Virginia
I slipped in when no one was looking——
Lincoln
Did you? What did you do that for?
Virginia
I was afraid they wouldn't let me in, if they knew what I wanted——