Charlotte [uneasily]. What do you want?
Mr. Snooks leers and winks broadly, whereat Charlotte bumps back against the bookcase.
Snooks [hoarsely]. Tell your husband Sandy Claus is here.
Charlotte [calling nervously]. Jerry, here’s somebody wants to see you. He says he’s—he’s Santa Claus.
In comes Jerry. He sees the situation, but the appearance of the b-o-o evidently shocks him, and a wave of uneasiness passes over him. Nevertheless, he covers up these feelings with a magnificent nonchalance.
Jerry . Oh, yes. Howdedo? How are you? Glad to see you.
Snooks [wiggling the bag, which gives out a loud, glassy clank]. Hear it talking to you, eh?
Charlotte looks from one to the other of them darkly.
Jerry . It’s all right, Charlit. I’ll tend to it. You go up-stairs. You go up-stairs and re