(looking up at Abe).
It wasn't really a holiday till you came.

[Lincoln smiles at her, and then turns to Tom Bush.

LINCOLN
(as he and Nancy and Tom Bush form a group at fire: the rest up stage,
left).
What have you been doing, Tom?

TOM BUSH.
Fixing the fire, and now I'm going to see about getting the right sort
of wood for the floor of a squirrel-cage. I caught a squirrel
yesterday, and I------Oh, I forgot! You wouldn't be interested in that.
You said yesterday that if you were me you would let the squirrel go.

LINCOLN
(looking straight before him to something far beyond the narrow world
of Little Creek).
I don't like to see things in cages: I like to see 'em _free_. I
believe in freedom for everything living!

AMY ROBY
(breaking in upon the group).
Come, Tom, there's another dance beginning!

[Lincoln sits on log, near fire, and begins to roast some ears of corn
which the boys have stacked near by. The young people beckon Lincoln.
He shakes his head, watches them, smiling. A Virginia Reel is started
at left. Lincoln, who is still seated on log, and those who are dancing