Mrs. Roberts: “Oh, for shame! to laugh at such a time!”
Mrs. Miller: “When it’s a question of life and death. There! The ringing’s stopped. What’s that?” Steps are heard mounting the stairway rapidly, several treads at a time. Mr. Campbell suddenly bursts into the group on the landing with a final bound from the stairway. “Oh!”
Campbell: “I can’t find Aunt Mary, Agnes. I can’t find anything—not even the elevator. Where’s the elevator? I rang for it down there till I was black in the face.”
Mrs. Roberts: “No wonder! It’s here.”
Mrs. Miller: “Between this floor and the floor below. With my husband in it.”
Curwen: “And my wife!”
Lawton: “And my daughter!”
Bemis: “And my son!”
Mrs. Roberts: “And aunty!”
All: “And it’s stuck fast.”