Minnie: "A great many won't live. There will be more grippe, and more pneumonia, and more appendicitis from those jams of people in the stores!"
Aggie: "The germs must have been swarming."
Fountain: "Lucy was black with them when we got home."
Mrs. Fountain: "Don't pay the slightest attention to him, girls. He'll probably be the first to sneeze himself."
Minnie: "I don't know about sneezing. I shall only be too glad if I don't have nervous prostration from it."
Aggie: "I'm glad we got our motor-car just in time. Any one that goes in the trolleys now will take their life in their hand." The girls rise and move toward the door. "Well, we must go on now. We're making a regular round; you can't trust the delivery wagons at a time like this. Good-by. Merry Christmas to the children. They're fast asleep by this time, I suppose."
Minnie: "I only wish I was!"
Mrs. Fountain: "I believe you, Minnie. Good-by. Good night. Good night, Aggie. Clarence, go to the elevator with them! Or no, he can't in that ridiculous bath-gown!" Turning to Fountain as the door closes: "Now I've done it."