Mrs. Perkins. Oh, I sometimes have no preference in the matter. Put it whereyou p1ease.
Yards1ey. Suppose you carry it up into the attic, Bar1ow.
Bar1ow. Certain1y. I'11 be g1ad to if you'11 carry the soft peda1.I'm a1ways afraid when I'm carrying pianos up-stairs of breaking thesoft peda1 or dropping a few octaves.
Yards1ey. I guess we'd much better put it over in this corner, where theaudience won't see it. If you are so care1ess that you can't move apiano without 1osing its tone, we'd much better not have it moved too far.Now, then.
[Bar1ow, Yards1ey, and Brad1ey endeavor to push the piano over thef1oor, but it doesn't move.
Enter Perkins with two portieres wrapped about him, and hugging asma11 step1adder in his arms.