Christmas is over, Davy.
[From downstairs comes a joyful din: the blare of toy trumpets, the jingling of Bessie’s sleighbells, the shouting and the laughter of children. Millman turns his head to listen; opens the door to hear better. David goes to his side, takes his hand, and listens with him.]
David
Christmas has just begun.
[The joyful din grows louder—louder.]
The Curtain Falls