My Favorite Wife Page #7

Now, where did I get the idea

you was a widow?

Not yet.

Well, I'll make a drink. Shall I?

You must be tired, son.

You both look tired.

That's what I've been thinking,

but not daring to say!

Oh, I'm just terrible,

saying things like that!

Oh, isn't that lovely?

Isn't that a lovely thing?

- Engagement present?

- Yes.

I used to have one exactly like it.

Exactly.

- Did y'all drive all night?

- Why, no. We stopped at a charming place.

A sort of rose-covered cottage.

Nick picked it.

He said he wanted just the right place.

It was so peaceful, so serene, so romantic.

Nick's so thoughtful.

- Isn't he, though?

- Dinner's served.

- How's school, Tim?

- Fine.

Tim's quite an orator.

- Will you recite for us?

- I don't wanna recite.

Then you don't have to.

Nicholas, did you know Chinch got

two gold stars from her music teacher?

No. Did you, Chinch?

- Chinch got two gold stars from her teacher.

- I heard the news.

I know what!

Let's have Chinch play for us after dinner.

- I can play by heart without the paper.

- Isn't that wonderful?

- I had a pretty good ear when I was a kid.

- You could never carry a tune.

- Don't believe her.

- Still can't.

- I like my husband's voice.

- Don't care much about music, huh?

I made a mistake.

Pick up where you left off,

if you don't mind.

My teacher said I shouldn't do that.

Go right back, darling.

Under a spreading chestnut tree

The village smithy stands

- The smith, a mighty man is he

- Good boy!

With large and sinewy hands

And the muscles of his brawny arms

Are strong as iron bands

"I don't wanna recite."

His face is like the tan

His brow is wet with honest sweat...

- My head's splitting. I'm going to bed.

- All right.

- Week in, week out, from morn...

- Good night.

You can hear him swing his...

- Coming, Nick?

- In just a little while.

...village bell when the evening sun is low

And the children...

Good night.

They love to see the flaming forge

And hear the bellows roar

- Thought you weren't gonna recite.

- I didn't do the Gettysburg Address.

- Let's go back and do it.

- Not a chance.

- Night, Daddy.

- Good night, Chinch. God bless.

- Just when the party's getting good.

- Night.

- I cut that stuff out a year ago.

- Oh, sorry. Good night.

- Good night. Good night.

- Good night, fella.

Well, I all thought your all performance

was mighty good this evening, sister Ellen.

I thought you'd like that.

- Good night!

- Good night.

Night!

You've done a good job, Nick.

They're nice kids.

- Yeah?

- They're really wonderful.

- Oh, I'm glad you think so.

- Timmy's just like you.

- Oh, sure. Well, he's a bright boy.

- Obstinate, jealous...

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