LAURA. Oh, so you've come at last. Quite time, too!
MARTHA. Yes, here I am.
JULIA. My dear Martha, welcome to your old home! (Embracing her)
How are you?
MARTHA. I'm cold. Well, Laura.
(Between these two the embrace is less cordial, but it takes place)
LAURA. How did you come?
MARTHA. I don't know.
JULIA (seeing harassment in her sister's eye). Arrived safely, at any rate.
MARTHA. I think I was in a railway accident, but I can't be sure. I only heard the crash and people shouting. I didn't wait to see. I just put my fingers in my ears, and ran away.
LAURA. Why do you think it was a railway accident?