Mrs. Dermott. Oh, Danny dear, don't talk about it.
Daniel (with meaning). I always think we attach too much importance to life and death.
Mrs. Crombie (acidly). It depends on circumstances, of course.
Daniel (dramatically). Out there where I come from——
Joyce. Go on, uncle, do tell us.
Daniel. I was just going to, only you interrupted me—out there on the limitless prairie, a man's life is not considered worth that much. (He tries to snap his fingers without any success.) There now, I can never do that properly—that much. (He tries again.) Damn!
Bobbie. I can do it, uncle. (He does it.)
Joyce. So can I. (She tries.) Oh, no I can't—Sylvia, you can. You had to when you were playing in "Spanish Passion."
Sylvia. Never mind now, let uncle get on with his story.
Daniel. Out there Death waits round every corner——