R.—That's true, yes, we haven't got one of our own. Mammy, what tea-pot are we to have?
M.—Won't you have the one we always have at tea?
R.—No, it's too common. It won't seem like our own tea-party, then.
J.—I suppose we mightn't have one of the beautiful little tea-pots out of the china cupboard, just for once?
M.—Just for once, you may, if you take care of it.
(Ralph goes out L. Then comes back.)
R.—I am afraid I am not tall enough to reach the cupboard.
J.—You don't think, I suppose, you could come into the next room and get it for us?
M.—(Getting up.) I daresay I might.
J.—You see it is not our fault if we are not as tall as you, is it?