Sure the Mulligans always are happy and bright, They sing in the morning, they sing in the night, Now Patsy and Matsy are strong as can be, But the billy-goat's stronger than ather, you see! Tee-oodle, dum-doodle, dum-doodle, dum day! (_Repeat until end._) MRS. O'TOOLE _hums the song faster and begins to jig, by kicking out R. and L. foot alternately, on first three lines and twirling on fourth line._ _At the beginning of the "Tee-oodle,"_ MRS. MULLIGAN _starts in and does exactly as_ MRS. O'TOOLE _did on the first four lines, while_ MRS. O'TOOLE _skips around stage in a circle._ _On the second verse they march forward and back, arms on hips. Forward again. Do-si-do (backs to back). March forward and back and then each twirls alone._ MRS. O'TOOLE _knocks over the table._ MRS. MULLIGAN, _not to be outdone, knocks over the tub. The music becomes faster and faster._ _On third verse they jig alone, then forward and back, forward again and swing each other madly. While they are dancing they shout out occasionally, "Huroo for ould Ireland!" "That's me fine lady!" "Look at me now!" etc._ CURTAIN. ACT II. _Same as scene before. The wash-tub has been removed, also the washing from the line. The table has been straightened and_ MRS. O'TOOLE _is seated there making a toy elephant._ MRS. MULLIGAN _is seated at L. dressing a doll body in a baby's dress. The candle burns before the window._ MRS. O'TOOLE. It's lucky for us, darlin', that me husband is out at his lodge tonight. I can stay with you until the children return from the entertainment, and maybe it's a bit of a Christmas Eve high-jinks we can be having afterwards. MRS. MULLIGAN. Indade, I'm glad to have ye, Kathleen. Will your husband be long at lodge? MRS. O'TOOLE (_cutting the elephant's ears from brown paper_). He will that. Pat is the Grand Exalted Chafe Ruler of the Benevolent and Obstreperous Order of United Wooden-men, and he won't be home till marnin'. MRS. MULLIGAN. Is he now? The late Mr. Mulligan was niver much of a lodge joiner but that made no difference to him; he niver came home till marnin', lodge or no lodge. MRS. O'TOOLE. Remember, Mollie, you're coming over to dinner with us tomorrow. It's at one o'clock. MRS. MULLIGAN. Oh, Kathleen, I can't be laving the children at all, at all. On Christmas Day, too. MRS. O'TOOLE. Of course you can't. Ye're going to bring the children over with ye. MRS. MULLIGAN. The whole tin of them? MRS. O'TOOLE (_counting on fingers_). Patsy and Matsy, And Teddy Magee, Nora Eudora, And Micky Machree, Bridget Honora, And sweet Mary Ann, Melissa, Clarissa, And wee Peter Pan. MRS. MULLIGAN. And ye're willing for the whole bunch of us to come?