Miss C. Now to business! I lie here upon the tracks. (Lies with head toward footlights.) When I scream for help, you come and pull me off the tracks. Remember your cue.
Susan. All right! (Runs up R. C.) What’s my cue?
Miss C. Save me—some one—save me!
Susan. All right. Save me—some one—save me!
Miss C. Ah! The train is coming at the rate of sixty miles a second.
Susan (shouting). Save me—some one—save me!
Miss C. (sitting up). Wait until I say it. The special train is coming at the rate of sixty miles a second. (Music hurry. Whistle of train is heard in distance with noise of train. See properties. The noise grows louder and nearer. Miss C. screams.) Save me! Save me! Who will save me? (Susan is hopping about, not knowing what to do, and Miss C. repeats the cue several times, and then shouts over the din.) Come on and save me! That’s your cue! (Just as Susan is about to drag Miss C. from the supposed tracks Rubber prances on from L. 2 E., with a small tin or toy locomotive and cars to which a string is attached. He is ringing a dinner-bell and blowing a whistle, which he holds between his teeth. He goes across the stage making a detour to avoid running over the others. At R. he pauses and looks back at them, still ringing bell. Miss C. rises.) Oh, dramatic art! What crimes are committed in thy name! (To Rubber.) Stop ringing that bell. (She stands C., Susan L. Rubber stops ringing and begins to blow whistle.) Stop that whistling!
(Miss C. snatches whistle from Rubber.)
Rubber (grieved and surprised). Didn’t you done tole me to stick to it, when I once begun?
Susan. Certainly she did.