Betty (gleefully). “Oh! Oh! a cup of cranberry jelly.” (Takes it out.)
May. “And here are two simply luscious-looking cakes with chocolate on top.”
Charley. “Horray! pumpkin pie.”
Mrs. Brown. “Oh, lovey, look! A great big, juicy cruller.” (Holds it up.)
Mr. Brown. “We’ll eat it together over by the stove, pet.”
Charley. “Going to eat the whole of it?”
May. “Oh, Charley, you funny funny thing!”
(They group themselves about and arrange the viands on napkins found in the baskets.)
(Just then Charley espies the faces at the door, which promptly bob out of sight, except Curiosity’s.)
Charley. “Hello there, sis! How’s all the pigs up at your place?”