I feel it, too. I—I—
[She flops across the big bed. POLORUS leaps to the rescue with the brandy-jug, but as he reaches her she sits up and knocks it out of his hand]
PISO
[Prancing about] Where is the ammonia? Who has the ammonia bottle?
[He searches for it on the wheeled table, but can't find it]
PAULA
Let me out! Let me out!
POLORUS
Ammonia your grandmother! Where are the sedatives? Who took the poppy-water? Where is the poppy-water?
[He makes a wild search for it]