[There is a slight noise overhead.
ELSIE.
O Teddy! What was that?
TEDDY.
(Trembling.) Don't be afraid!
(He puts his arm comfortingly around her, and they sit in a huge arm-chair together.)
ELSIE.
What is it like to be dead.
TEDDY.
It's like school all the time, never letting out, and no recess.