BRAITHEWAITE. Why—
UNA. Oh! If you would!
[GEORGE goes over to it and then hesitates what to do with his cap which he has in his hand.]
UNA. I'll take that.
GEORGE [giving it to her]. Thanks. [He bends and lifts the statue without effort, while UNA watches him admiringly, fingering his cap. When he reaches the other side of the room he stops, waveringly, awaiting instructions.]
UNA [talking as GEORGE waits]. Look at him. He's as fine as the statue, isn't he? And you know what you think of that. See the strength he has?
BRAITHEWAITE. Well——
UNA [to GEORGE]. Thank you so much. You may put it back again. That was all I wanted. [After GEORGE has.] I hope I didn't overtax you.
GEORGE. Oh, it ain't very heavy.
UNA [triumphantly to her father]. You see!