Kate. Ach! You and your currants. Could you not tell a body was her face clean?
Mary. It's lovely. Hurry, Kate. (Kate shrugs her shoulders disgustedly, and goes out by yard door.) Flour, currants——(She goes over to the workshop door and listens)—raisins—(A sound as of a blast blowing can be heard. Mary becomes intensely interested, and, throwing aside the book, kneels down and puts her head to the keyhole.) He's actually got something to work. (She peeps in.) He has, indeed. (She laughs, knocks loudly at the door, and then runs to the other side of the kitchen. Daniel opens the door and cautiously peeps out.) Uncle Danny! Ha! Ha! Uncle Danny! (Dancing up and down in front of the fireplace.) Uncle Dan's a wonderful man! Uncle Dan's a wonderful man!
Daniel (amazed). What's all this?
Mary. I'm a cleverer girl than you think, Uncle Dan! I know your great surprise. I've found it out. And you've actually got it to work! That's splendid, uncle, isn't it? Father will be awful proud when he hears about it. And you did it all yourself, uncle?
Daniel. Well, I took those plans, Mary, to a handy chap, an acquaintance of mine, and he made it out according to my design. I'm not sure—I think it works all right.
Mary. And did you get it sold, uncle?
Daniel. No, Mary, but I have hopes—great hopes. (He wanders up to the window apparently searching for the screw driver.)
Mary. Do you think you'd get more than one thousand pounds for it?
Daniel (looking out of window and seeing someone approaching). Don't know, Mary. Don't know. Very hard to know these things. Where could that screw driver be I wonder?
Mary. I think I saw father working with it last at something in the parlour. Will I get it for you, Uncle Dan? (Knocking at door.)