Mrs. Pampinelli. [Turning to her left and going back again to the left door] I don’t see the necessity of it.
Mrs. Fell. [Opening her manuscript] I don’t either.
Mrs. Pampinelli. [Listening keenly] I’m afraid they’re not hearing Paula at all.
Mrs. Fell. What?
Mrs. Pampinelli. I say, I’m afraid Paula isn’t loud enough.
Mrs. Fell. Well, why don’t you speak to her, Betty, she’s sitting right here. [She indicates the point right inside the right door, and Mrs. Pampinelli, picking up her skirt, hurries over. Mrs. Fell steps out of the way, to the right.]
Mrs. Pampinelli. [Putting her lips to the joining of the door-wing and the side wing] Speak a little louder, Paula! I’m afraid they’re not hearing you!
Mrs. Fell. Can she hear you?
Mrs. Pampinelli. A little louder, dear! [The right door is thrust open by Teddy.]
Teddy. [In a frantic whisper] There’s no pen and ink on the desk! [Spindler rushes over from the left.]