Mr. Brown. “I presume so.”
Curiosity. “Well, that man’s got lots of courage, ain’t he?”
(Mr. and Mrs. Brown laugh amusedly, and Charley turns from a conversation with May to ask), “Hello! now what’s the joke?”
Etta E. “Oh, its her” (motions to Curiosity), “she’s et so much of my tomato ketshup she’s gettin’ sawcy.”
Curiosity. “Well, you et that big apple out of my basket.”
Etta. “Well, here, plant the seeds and you can have a whole orchard.” (Holds them out to her provokingly.)
Charley (to Annabel). “Well, sister, did you make this pie?”
Annabel. “No, sir. Ma did, though, and she’ll write off how if you want me to ask her to.”
Charley. “Now that’s kind of you. Pray do. How’d you like a good receipt for catching rabbits?”
Annabel (staring). “Wh-y! I—I’d like to have it.”