Schwillie (crying). Und me also. I want some presents, too.
Klinker. Und Saint Nicholas can't come. Oh, oh! He can't get out on the big ocean.
Schwillie. Maybe he could float out on a piece of ice yet. Could he, Hulda?
Hulda. No. I don't think he's much of a floater.
Meeny. If he did it would make him awful seasick.
Klinker. I wish we was landed in New York yet, so I do.
Schwillie. Where is Anita? She'll know.
Hulda. Yes, Anita will know whether he is coming or not. She knows almost everything.
Paddy Mike (standing at rear L.). Here comes Anita now, and sure she's having a grand time, so she is.
All (rising and going to rear, looking off L.). Here she comes. Hurrah for Anita. (Music: The same as for the Opening Song.)