The Daughter. No one, grandfather.
The Grandfather [to the Uncle and Father]. And your sister has not come?
The Uncle. It is too late; she will not come now. It is not nice of her.
The Father. I'm beginning to be anxious about her. [A noise, as of someone coming into the house.]
The Uncle. She is here! Did you hear?
The Father. Yes; someone has come in at the basement.
The Uncle. It must be our sister. I recognized her step.
The Grandfather. I heard slow footsteps.
The Father. She came in very quietly.
The Uncle. She knows there is an invalid.