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III] to Booterstown. [He takes off his cap and throws it on a chair.] I am very hungry.

[Takes his hat from the table.] Richard, goodbye. [Offering his hand.] To our next meeting!

[Rises, touches his hand.] Goodbye.

[Catches sight of her: to .] Get your cap. Come on with me. I'll buy you a cake and I'll tell you a story.

[To .] May I, mamma?

Yes.

[Takes his cap.] I am ready.

[To and .] Goodbye to pappa and mamma. But not a big goodbye.

Will you tell me a fairy story, Mr Hand?

A fairy story? Why not? I am your fairy godfather.