KITTY (_recovering_). Oh, yes, indeed, Mr. Googin. But it is a far too expensive present for you to give me. You'd better give it to your wife. Here, I'll wrap it all up again. GOOGIN. But me wife won't wear orange. KITTY. Tell her to take off the orange and replace it with a green bow. I'll give her a nice green gauze bow. GOOGIN (_smiling_). Will ye now? KITTY. Yes. Take it down to her now. It will please her so much. She'll welcome you with open arms. GOOGIN. I'll do it. (_Takes box._) And I'm much obliged for your trouble, mum. (_Exits R._) KITTY. Warren! WARREN (_outside L._). Yes? KITTY. Are you dressed yet? It's nearly five o'clock. WARREN. Sure. _Enter_ WARREN _from L., wearing white Pierrot costume._ KITTY. Oh, it's a dream. WARREN. I feel like a fool. Say, Kittens, you'd better get into yours. _Enter_ MRS. GOOGIN _from R. with picture._ MRS. GOOGIN (_not seeing Warren_). Sure I had to run up to tell yeez that iverything was all right, Mrs. Williams. And it's a darlin' y' are. KITTY. Oh, I'm so glad. MRS. GOOGIN (_seeing Warren_). Howly snakes of Ireland, what's that? KITTY. That's Warren. MRS. GOOGIN. He gave me such a start. I thought it was wan of them circus clowns got loose, mum. WARREN (_gayly_). Wait till you see me with my paint on. (_Runs out L._) MRS. GOOGIN. Me husband has given me his consint and I can hang up the picture in me drawing-room, and he furthermore says that me mother is a quane and the picture is her perfect likeness. KITTY. Then I'm sure you'll have a very merry Christmas, Mrs. Googin. MRS. GOOGIN. I brought you up a little Christmas gift, mum. KITTY. You did? MRS. GOOGIN (_takes out the hat_). Ain't it a beauty? KITTY. Indeed it is. But really you should keep that for yourself. MRS. GOOGIN. Indade I'll not. I says to Maginnis, says I, "She's trated me like a lady, and I'll trate her like a lady also." So, here's yer Christmas prisint and many happy returns of the day. KITTY. But this is such an expensive present, Mrs. Googin. Really, I-- MRS. GOOGIN (_loftily_). What's ixpense bechune frinds? KITTY. I don't think I ought to accept such a lovely gift. MRS. GOOGIN. Ye'll be hurtin' me feelings if ye don't. I'm a lady, Mrs. Williams, and me mother was a lady before me, and I have very, very sensitive feelings. KITTY (_sighs, then takes hat and box_). Very well, Mrs. Googin. Thank you so much. MRS. GOOGIN. And now I'll be goin' back to the basement. I hope ye have a pleasant time at yer party, mum. KITTY. Thank you, Mrs. Googin. MRS. GOOGIN. Are you goin' to fix yerself up like a circus clown, too? KITTY. Oh, no. I'm to be Pierrette. MRS. GOOGIN. Pierrette, is it? Well, look out ye don't git pinched. Merry Christmas. (_Exit R._) _Enter_ WARREN _from L._ WARREN. Kittens, there's a poor beggar woman out on the back steps. Can't you find something for her?