Everything was to go on just as if it was the
real play--the scenery, the lights, the curtain being raised and
lowered, and everything.
Out in front were the mothers, the big sisters, with, here and there, an
occasional father of the children who were taking part. This was the
audience. Of course this audience didn't pay anything, but Bunny, Sue,
and the others who were getting up the play, hoped a large throng would
come Christmas afternoon, when the real play would be given.
I must not tell you, here, how the rehearsal went, for it was so like
the play that if I set down all that took place I wouldn't have anything
left to tell you about the main performance. All I will say is that
after the meadow scene came the one in the barnyard.
"Now if the Peter rooster will crow right this will be a good scene,"
said Mr. Treadwell.
Well, the scene was all right--at least at first. Bunny and Sue did
their parts well, and so did the other children. The people sitting in
front of the footlights--which glowed as brightly as they would in the
real performance--said the show was going on finely. And Peter crowed
just at the right time, too, without any one telling him to.
"That's great!" said Mr. Treadwell. "I think he can be in the play after
all, George. It helps out the barnyard scene."
George felt quite proud of his bantam rooster, and Bunny and Sue were
glad the feathered actor was in their show.
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