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] don’t go to the office again you and I starve, and our children will be thrown into the streets.

(The children blanch as they grasp the gravity of the situation.)

. Let me try, dear.

(In a terrible silence their progeny cluster round them. Will she succeed? Their fate depends on it. She fails—no, she succeeds. In another moment they are wildly gay, romping round the room on each other’s shoulders. Father is even a better horse than mother. is dropped upon his bed, retires to prepare for hers, runs from, who has reappeared with the bath towel.)

(rebellious). I won’t be bathed. You needn’t think it.

. (in the grand manner). Go and be bathed at once, sir.

(With bent head follows into the bathroom. swells.)

. (as he is put between the sheets). Mother, how did you get to know me?

. A little less noise there.