TULLY. I thought I looked like a little bit of fluff. What’s happened? (Turns to JOHN.)
JOHN. Do you realize that the stout—lady—in the ’bus accident was—your—aunt!!!
TULLY (going up to JOHN). The fat woman was Aunt Hannah? How do you know this? How do you know this?
JOHN. Because she is here now—in your bedroom.
TULLY. Really. You’ve seen her?
(JOHN nods.)
Have you been very nice to the old lady?
JOHN. Nice! You should have seen what I did to her!
TULLY. Oh, it’s not as bad as all that surely?