Mother would have gone with you every one of those thirty-six
_Florodora_ times. She's not really fond of music.
MRS. HUNTER. Not fond of music! Didn't I have an opera box for four
years?
TROTTER. Why doesn't Conried make some arrangement with Weber and Fields
and introduce their chorus into _Faust_ and _Carmen_?
DR. STEINHART. Great idea! [_To_ MISS GODESBY.] Did you get a lot of
jolly presents?
MISS GODESBY. Not half bad, especially two fine French bulls!
[_All are laughing and talking together._
BLANCHE. What did you get, Mr. Warden?
WARDEN. Three copies of "David Harum," two umbrellas, and a cigar case
too short for my cigars.
MISS GODESBY. Give it to me for cigarettes.
WARDEN. It's too long for cigarettes. Then I had something that's either
a mouchoir or a handkerchief case, or for neckties, or shaving papers,
or something or other.
TROTTER. Yes, I know, I got one of those, too.
DR. STEINHART. So did I!
BLANCHE. I must start the women; we are coming back here to arrange a
surprise for you men.
[_She nods her head in signal to_ STERLING, _and rises. All rise._
STERLING. One moment please. One toast on Christmas night! Ned, give us
a toast.
ALL THE WOMEN. [_But not in unison._] Oh, yes! A toast! [_Ad lib.
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