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MR. BUNT

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Picking him up. Come on, son, l’ll tote you. Holding him tight.

Don't cry, sonny. I'll let you dig at every maple tree we come to, and maybe you'll find them fairies some day—the ones you was talking about. He starts off, carrying Mr. Bunt and the organ.

SCENE 2 Again the cottage in the woods. Rose, the mother, and Annie are sitting on the low stoop. Annie is talking to her mother, evidently about Dabs, who lies peacefully asleep on the balcony above.

ANNIE And, Mummy, he was awful bad all day. First thing he did after you left this morning was to bust that pane of glass right out with his sling shot, and it fell all over the flower bed. And then when I took him down in the village he got in a fight with another boy and bloodied his nose all over everything; and then he hollered at the man with the peanut stand, who chased him and-

ROSE Worried. Annie, it's so bad I don't know whether to laugh or cry.