Why, really, he
drove all the ladies to wearing those odious Psyche knots. The time
he ran into Emma, if she hadn't worn her back hair that way she'd
have fractured her skull.
Perkins. Ha, ha! They all tell the same story. Barlow said he
always wore a beaver hat while Cheeseborough was on the floor, so
that if Charlie ran into him and he took a header his brain wouldn't
suffer.
Mrs. Perkins. Nevertheless, Mr. Cheeseborough learned more quickly
than any one else in the class.
Perkins. So Barlow said--because he wasn't eternally in his own way,
as he was in every one else's. (A ring is heard at the front door.)
Ah! I guess that's Bob and Jack.
Enter Jennie.
Jennie. Mr. Bradley, ma'am.
Perkins. Bradley? Wonder what the deuce he's come for? He'll guy
the life out of me. (Enter Bradley. He wears a dinner coat.) Ah,
Brad, old chap, how are you? Glad to see you.
Bradley. Good-evening, Mrs. Perkins. This your eldest? [With a nod
at Perkins.
Mrs. Perkins. My eldest?
Bradley. Yes--judged from his togs it was your boy. What! Can it
be? You! Thaddeus?
Perkins.
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