ASHER. Yes. You say he got like this when he saw the crowd?
DR. FRYE (indicating GEORGE). As you see. He fell back on the cushions as though he'd been hit—it all happened in a second. I have the history of the case from the army people—he had an attack something like this abroad.
ASHER. Did you notice how he avoided me?
DR. FRYE (with reluctance). That may not be anything. It's his heart, at present,—and yet I'm convinced that this is a case for a psychologist as well as for a medical man. I confess I'm puzzled, and as soon as we can get a connection with New York I want to summon Barnwell.
ASHER. I'll see if I can get a wire through.
DR. FRYE. Telephone Plaza 4632.
(ASHER hurries out, lower right. Dr. FRYE returns to GEORGE to take
his pulse when DR. JONATHAN enters, upper right. He crosses the
room directly to GEORGE and stands looking down at him.)
AUGUSTA (who is a little behind GEORGE'S chair, gives DR. JONATHAN an agonized glance, which she transfers to Dr. FRYE when he drops GEORGE'S wrist). George! George, dear!
(DR. FRYE is silent Then ASHER reenters.)
ASHER (in a low tone, to Dr. FRYE). They think they can get New York within half an hour.