Reba
Don't eat! Well, there it is! (Throws it on the table. He jumps to protect his instrument.) You can lick it when you're hungry!
(He sits down and begins to work. She walks to other side of table and picks up a book.)
Reba
Oh! Our old "Swiss Family Robinson"! The very one we read together! With our names in it! You've kept it all the time! (Hugging it.) Dear old book! (Turns the leaves.) Why—the leaves are half gone!
Philo
They're handy for cleaning my wires.
(She throws the book down, and stands uncertain.)
Philo