Bertha
Come here till I clean your mouth. [She takes her handkerchief from the pocket of her gown, wets it with her tongue and, cleans his mouth.] You're all smudges or something, dirty little creature you are.
Archie
[Repeats, laughing.] Smudges! What is smudges?
[The noise is heard of a milkcan rattled on the railings before the window.]
Brigid
[Draws aside the curtains and looks out.] Here he is!
Archie
[Rapidly.] Wait. I'm ready. Goodbye, mamma! [He kisses her hastily and turns to go.] Is pappie up?
Brigid
[Takes him by the arm.] Come on with you now.
Bertha
Mind yourself, Archie, and don't be long or I won't let you go any more.
Archie
All right. Look out of the window and you'll see me. Goodbye.
[Brigid and Archie go out by the door on the left. Bertha stands up and, drawing aside the curtains still more, stands in the embrasure of the window looking out. The hall door is heard opening: then a slight noise of voices and cans is heard. The door is closed. After a moment or two Bertha is seen waving her hand gaily in a salute. Brigid enters and stands behind her, looking over her shoulder.]
