Enter Jennie.

Jennie. Mr. Bradley, ma'am.

Perkins. Bradley? Wonder what the deuce he's come for? He'll guythe 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 nodat Perkins.

Mrs. Perkins. My eldest?

Bradley. Yes--judged from his togs it was your boy. What! Can itbe? You! Thaddeus?