Kate. Mary, dear, again you are not looking.
Aleck. I wish you would order some sandwiches for us. I can’t stand it any longer. A human being has to eat.
Tourist (ecstatically). What a tragedy! Katie dear, can you realize it? Consider how awful. The weather is so beautiful, and the chief correspondent. Take out your note-book, Jimmie.
James. I lost it, father.
Correspondent. Where is he?
Voices (obligingly). There, there he is. There! A little higher. Still higher! A little lower! No, higher!
Correspondent. If you please, if you please, ladies and gentlemen, I will find him myself. Oh, yes, there he is. Hm! What a situation!
Tourist. Won’t you have a chair?
Correspondent. Thank you. (Sits down.) Hm! What a situation! Very interesting. Very interesting, indeed. (Whisks out his note-book; amiably to the photographers.) Have you taken any pictures yet, gentlemen?
First Photographer. Yes, sir, certainly, certainly. We have photographed the place showing the general character of the locality—