MAMIE. A-a-h! O-w-h! (Cries aloud.)
TULLY (leaning over and looking into TRIPPETT’S face). It’s hard to see him struck down like this!
(TRIPPETT rises slightly annoyed. TULLY retreats to window R., then out of window and in by window L., starts back when he sees TRIPPETT still watching and pointing at him with his pencil.)
TRIPPETT (resuming). Could you tell me who was inside the ’bus, or describe the people in any way?
JOHN. There was a Mr. Richard Turner——
TRIPPETT (breaking in). Yes, we have acknowledged his claim. A cheque for five hundred was sent him this morning.
JOHN (jumping up and leaning over to TRIPPETT). What!!! (Recovering himself and sitting again.) Oh, it’s only a spasm, that’s all, oh, I am bad!
TRIPPETT. Could you describe anyone else who was in the ’bus?
JOHN. There were two soldiers in khaki and a very fat old woman.