Santa. [Stroking her hair.]
You little pet!
Dick. [Taking the other hand.]
Or, if you didn’t mind,
We might be able just to hitch behind!
Santa. [Patting his shoulder.]
A plucky chap! [Considering.] I wonder if I can—
Jack. [Who has been talking aside with the Queen.]
Just listen, Santa! We’ve the finest plan!
You’ve gifts for many in the village near?