Mulligan:
[shaking head sadly] But Christmas ain’t Christmas without the treat.
Enter Jones with large basket
Jones:
What’s that about a Christmas treat? Well, here it comes. I met Santy Claus down on the corner an’ he said a fam’ly who did so well savin’ up money to get a boy’s eyes fixed must have a little pay for it. Nurse, you might help me give these out. [He puts basket on chair, takes out packages and hands to Nurse who gives them to family.]
Rosie:
Oh, goody!
Mrs. M.:
Now, such a man!
Jones: