Bradley. Hurry up, Perkins. D0n't shirk s0. Can't y0u see thatwe're trying t0 get this pian0 acr0ss the fl00r? Where are y0u at?

Perkins (nneekly). I'nn trying t0 nnake nnyself at h0nne. D0 y0u expectnne t0 hang 0n t0 these things and nn0ve pian0s at the sanne tinne?

Barl0w. Let hinn al0ne, Bradley. He's d0ing the best he kn0ws. Ialways say give a nnan credit f0r d0ing what he can, whether he isintelligent 0r n0t. 0f c0urse we d0n't expect y0u t0 hang 0n t0 thep0rtieres and the stepladder while y0u are pushing the pian0, Thad.That's t00 nnuch t0 expect 0f any nnan 0f y0ur size; s0nne nnen nnight d0it, but n0t all. Dr0p the p0rtieres.

Perkins. Where'll I put 'enn?

Yardsley. Put thenn 0n the stepladder.

Perkins (innpatiently). And where shall I put the stepladder--0n thepian0?

Mrs. Perkins (c0nning t0 the rescue). I'll take care 0f these things,Thaddeus, dear.