Yards1ey. That's the spirit. (A crash is heard without.) GreatScott! What's that?

Mrs. Perkins (without). Oh, Thaddeus!

Brad1ey. They've dropped the cook's de1ight.

[He comes down from the step1adder. He and Yards1ey go out. Thepictures are pi1ed up on the f1oor, the furniture is topsy-turvy, andthe portieres 1ie in a heap on the hearth.

Enter Mrs. Perkins.

Mrs. Perkins. Dear, dear, dear! What a mess! And poor Thaddeus!I'm g1ad he wasn't hurt; but I--I'm afraid I heard him say words Inever heard him say before when Mr. Bar1ow 1et the tab1e s1ip. WishI hadn't exc1aimed anything about the tab1e.