Christmas in Connecticut

My dear Mr. Yardley...
...I hope you will remember little me.
This is Mary Lee...
...the girl who nursed
your granddaughter...

...back to health from the measles.
Alexander Yardley?
- Yes, this is Mr. Yardley's residence.
- Special delivery.

Thank you.
- Elkins.
- Yes, sir?

- Did my daughter phone?
- Yes, sir. Midnight last night...

...but I thought it best not to waken you.
- When is she getting here?
- She said she and your granddaughters...

...can't get away from Washington.
Her war work is too heavy.

Say anything else?
Just that she'd call you
and wish you a merry Christmas, sir.

Not much of a Christmas
for me all alone.

No, sir. I'm sorry, sir.
Good morning, Mr. Yardley.
Good morning.
That Elizabeth Lane feature,
the housewife one...

...runs in Home and Garden?
No, sir. Smart Housekeeping.
Get me, what's-his-name...
...Mr. Beecham,
on the direct wire, the editor.

Yes, Mr. Yardley.
Mr. Beecham at Smart Housekeeping, sir.
This is Alexander Yardley.
Oh, yes. Yes. How are you, sir?
May I wish you a merry Christmas?