Victoria. Her brother follows the sea, and naturally she makes up to sailors.
Olive. Ida is a darling.
[Enter Ida and Uncle Jake.]
Ida. I have fetched him, girls; but he says he's in a hurry, and can only say how-de. (Aside to the girls.) Do get him talking. His stories are genuine sailors' yarns.
Charlotte. We are right glad to see you. Do sit and rest awhile on this bench.
Miss Sommerfield. We hope you are well, Uncle Jake?
Uncle Jake. Tol'able, ma'am, tol'able. My knees are stiff around the j'ints.
Ida. Uncle Jake, we are getting up an entertainment to be given in the hotel for the benefit of the Sea-side Home.
Uncle Jake. Now that's a good thing. Calc'late to fetch up there myself one of these days.