Googin. There's yer two dollars.
Eddie. And dere's yer hat. (Gives him box.) Excuse me, boss. I hears de elevator bell. (Exits R.)
Googin (opens box and looks at the hat). Begorry, I've been robbed. Eddie! Ye thavin' nagur, come here. Niver in all the world would me wife wear an orange hat. She hates orange worse ner pizen.
Enter Kitty from R. Googin has hat in the box.
Kitty. It's all right, Mr. Googin. I had a long talk with your wife and she's all ready for you.
Googin. Ready for me? With a flatiron belike.
Kitty. No, no. Her face is wreathed in smiles. She's waiting for you with a real Kilkenny welcome.
Googin (smiles). Is she now? Sure, Mrs. Williams, mum, it's a grand lady ye are. Excuse me, mum, but this bein' Christmas day, I was wonderin' whether you'd be after accepting a wee bit of a Christmas present from the likes of me?
Kitty. Why, Mr. Googin, how very kind and thoughtful.
Googin (hands her the box). It's here, mum. A fine hat it is. Right out of the millinery store.