Mrs. Crashaw: “We’re all here, Edward.”
Roberts: “What! You, Aunt Mary!”
Mrs. Crashaw: “Yes. Didn’t I say so?”
Roberts: “Why don’t you come up?”
Miller: “We can’t. The elevator has got stuck somehow.”
Roberts: “Got stuck? Bless my soul! How did it happen? How long have you been there?”
Mrs. Curwen: “Since the world began!”
Miller: “What’s the use asking how it happened? We don’t know, and we don’t care. What we want to do is to get out.”
Roberts: “Yes, yes! Be careful!” He rises from his frog-like posture at the grating, and walks the landing in agitation. “Just hold on a minute!”
Miller: “Oh, we sha’n’t stir.”