Where money
is, money will come.
JENNIFER. Ay, it makes a pleasing clink.
PETER. True, Mistress Jennifer. Master Humphrey speaks true. (He pours
some coppers from his pockets into his hat.)
MARTHA. Are we to go on, Master Ableways? My feet are cold.
PETER (shaking the hat). So, a warming noise.
HUMPHREY. To it again, gentles.
PETER. Are all ready? One--two--three! (They carol.)
PETER. Well sung, all.
HUMPHREY. Have you the hat, Master Peter?
PETER (picking it up). Ay, friend, all is ready.
(The door opens and MR. HUBBARD appears at the entrance.)
MR. HUBBARD. Good evening, friends.
PETER. Good evening, sir. (He holds out the hat.)
MR. HUBBARD (looking at it). What is this? (PETER shakes it) Aha!
Money!
PETER. Remember the carol singers, sir.
MR. HUBBARD (helping himself). My dear friends, I will always remember
you. This is most generous. I shall never forget your kindness. This
is most unexpected. But not the less welcome, not the less--I think
there's a ha'penny down there that I missed--thank you. As I was
saying, unexpected but welcome. I thank you heartily. Good evening,
friends.
[He goes in and shuts the door.
PETER (who has been too surprised to do anything but keep his mouth
open).
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