TRIPPETT. I don’t think I have your name and address?
TULLY. Mr. Bertram Josiah Tully. (Very important.) Number 14 Saint Mark’s Mansions.
TRIPPETT (writing—then to TULLY). And you yourself were not injured?
TULLY. Not at present—I mean, not a scratch!
MAMIE. Poor John!
TULLY. Poor John!
TRIPPETT (looks at JOHN). How do you account for that, if he was sitting next to you, Mr. Ayers?
JOHN. When the collision came I fell forward on the two soldiers—they had been in training for months and were as hard as nails, and naturally I sprained my back, while Mr. Tully here shot forward right on top of the fat old woman!
TRIPPETT. And not hurt?
JOHN. She was enormously fat!