LAURA. There's a great deal I want to know. But I wish you'd come in and shut the door, instead of standing out there in the passage.
JULIA. The door is shut, Laura.
LAURA. Then I don't call it a door.
WILLIAM (trying to make things pleasant). When is a door not a door? When it's a parent.
LAURA. William, I want to talk seriously. Do you know that when you died you left a lot of debts I didn't know about?
WILLIAM. I didn't know about them either, my dear. But if you had, it wouldn't have made any difference.
LAURA. Yes, it would! I gave you a very expensive funeral.
WILLIAM. That was to please yourself, my dear; it didn't concern me.
LAURA. Have you no self-respect? I've been at my own funeral to-day, let me tell you!
WILLIAM. Have you, my dear? Rather trying, wasn't that?