Jessie. I don't care! He's coming home! Jack! Jack! (She dances and claps her hands.) Oh, I'm so happy! So happy! (The light begins to rise on the Real-play-enough to reveal Bill getting up from the cot. He looks about guiltily, climbs up to a shelf after a bowl. There is a crash. Instantly the Play-play vanishes.)
Will. (Starting.) What's that?
Peggy. (Leaps up and runs Right.) Bill!
Bill. Boo-hoo-hoo!
Peggy. What's the matter?
Bill. I didn't go to do it!
Peggy. But what—
Will. Didn't you know we were busy?
Bill. I-I was hungry!
Peggy. Poor Bill! Never mind, dear! (Clasps him in her arms.) There was nothing in the bowl.