Allah! Allah! Allah!
LIZA
Some foreign gentleman must have hurt himself.
JOHN
H'm. Sounds like it... Liza.
[LIZA, dusting the photographs on the wall, just behind the corner of the mantelpiece.]
LIZA
Funny. Thought I—thought I 'ad a hammer in my hand.
JOHN
Really, Liza, I often think you have. You really should be more careful. Only—only yesterday you broke the glass of Miss Jane's photograph.