EM'LY. Will the express company have to pay Sam?
JIM. Well, rather. And after they do, Sam ought to go down to their president's office and kick 'em all around the back-yard.
Exit KATE.
JOE. What's ailing Kate?
MRS. VERNON. Seems out o' sorts—mebbe she'll tell me alone. [Exit.
DAVE. [Protesting.] You can't move backwards.
LIZBETH. Well?
DAVE. That's cornered.
JOE. He's got you, Lizbeth.
JIM. Dave!