AMOS. [To GERTRUDE.] How is she?
GERTRUDE. [Assisting him to remove his overcoat.] More as she used to
be--so still, so gentle. She's reading.
AMOS. [Looking at her significantly.] Reading?
GERTRUDE. Reading. [He sits, humming a tune, while HEPPY takes off his
shoes and gives him his slippers.]
HEPHZIBAH. Eh, Maister Amos, it's good to see thee sae gladsome.
AMOS. Home, Heppy, home!
HEPHZIBAH. Aye, hame!
AMOS. With our savings!
HEPHZIBAH. With our savings!
HEPHZIBAH. Thy savings--!
AMOS. Tsch! Get on with your packing.
[HEPHZIBAH goes out, carrying the travelling-bag and AMOS'S shoes. He
exchanges the coat he is wearing for a shabby little black jacket which
GERTRUDE brings him.]
GERTRUDE. [Filling AMOS'S pipe.] Well, dear! Go on!
AMOS. Well, I've seen them.