CARTER [solemnly]: Well, sir, I wonder what this country is coming to!
[Here there is a muffled explosion in the sample piano, which rocks with the jar, at the same time emitting a few curls of smoke. General exclamations of horror and fright as all of the committee break for shelter.]
SHOMBERG [his voice rising over the others]: Send for the police!
SALVATORE [shouting]: Wait! We ain't divided up the money!
NORA: It's over; it hasn't done any harm!
FRANKEL [on his hands and knees under the table]: It was in that piano. [NORA goes across to the piano.] Look out, he's probably got another one in there.
[MIFFLIN helps NORA to take off the front of the piano, which is still mildly smoking; a wreckage of wires is seen.]
MIFFLIN [smiling]: It must have been an accident!
FRANKEL AND MRS. SIMPSON [coming out from under the table]: Accident!
MIFFLIN: Of course it's unfortunate, because it might be misconstrued.