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Show Mr. C. You'll find, Betty, that if I'm not all wool, I'm a yard around. (As Betty adjusts the strings he assumes the attitude and expression of an Irish woman.) Shure, mum, and shall I fetch ye the praties?Mrs. C. (laughing). You may bring me the roast from the pantry, Bridget, and I'll get the salt. (Looks in kitchen cabinet, then goes toward pantry as Mr. C. comes out with roast.) Is the salt in there, Hal?Mr. C. (setting roast down). Salt? Why, I don't remember ordering salt. Do you have to have some?Mrs. C. (dismayed). We can't have a roast without salt -or anything.Mr. C. By Jove, it's funny I didn't think of salt when I got twelve cans of pepper. Don't look so melancholy, Betty, maybe we can borrow some from the people next door. I'll------Mrs. C. But, Hal, I've always said that I'd never, never borrow from my neighbors, and here you want me to begin the very first day.Mr. C. Wouldn't you rather have me borrow some than------Mrs. C. Y-Yes, I suppose so, but they don't even know us, and they will probably be horrified.Mr. C. (taking up cup). Well, here goes. I'll be back before you can count sixty. (Exit.)Mrs. C. (rolling up sleeves). I don't suppose that there are half the things I need, but I've seen the flour, so 1 can get the rolls started. (Goes into the pantry, but presently gives165 |