MRS. BRAMSON: Where's the telegram?
OLIVIA: I—I threw it away.
MRS. BRAMSON: Where d'you throw it?
OLIVIA: I—I——
MRS. BRAMSON: You haven't had any telegram.
OLIVIA (impatiently): No, I haven't!
MRS. BRAMSON: What's the matter with you?
OLIVIA: I can't stay in this house to-night.
MRS. BRAMSON: Why not?
OLIVIA: I'm frightened.