Sure, we’ve got a piano—since last year. Your papa uses it to teach the choir. It’s in the front room.
Jack
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay! A piano! You’ve been holding out on me. What’s been going on for the last five years? The first thing you know, you’ll be going to afternoon teas and dancing the Charleston.
Sara
Go on, Jakie, I wouldn’t do that!
Jack
That’s the way they all start, Mama. What kind of a piano have you got—grand or upright?
Sara
I don’t know. We pay every month.