DR. MACPHERSON. No.
PETER. [Sipping his coffee.] Never have, eh? And never will. Take another cup of poison, Andrew.
The DOCTOR gives his cup to CATHERINE, who fills it. PETER passes the waffles to the DOCTOR, at the same time winking at CATHERINE as the DOCTOR takes another.
DR. MACPHERSON. There was not perhaps the intimate bond between doctor and patients to bring them back. But in my own family, I have known of a case.
PETER. [Apart to CATHERINE.] He's off again.
CATHERINE. [Eager to listen.] Please don't interrupt, Uncle. I love to hear him tell of—
DR. MACPHERSON. I have known of a return such as you mention. A distant cousin died in London and she was seen almost instantly in New York.
PETER. She must have travelled on a biplane, Andrew.
DR. MACPHERSON. If my voice can be heard from San Francisco over the telephone, why cannot a soul with a God-given force behind it dart over the entire universe? Is Thomas Edison greater than God?
CATHERINE. [Shocked.] Doctor!