MRS. ROBERTS (enraptured by his companionship). Oh, he _must_ be some
connection. [She glances through the window.] I do believe that was
Newton, or Newtonville, or West Newton, or Newton Centre. I must run and
wake up baby, and get him dressed. I shan't want to wait an instant
after we get in. Why, we're slowing up! Why, I do believe we're there!
Edward, we're there! Only fancy being there already!

MR. ROBERTS. Yes, my dear. Only we're not quite there yet. Hadn't we
better call your aunt Mary?

MRS. ROBERTS. I'd forgotten her.

CAMPBELL. Is Aunt Mary with you?

MRS. ROBERTS. To be sure she is. Didn't I tell you? She came on
expressly to meet you.

CAMPBELL (starting up impetuously). Which berth is she in?

MRS. ROBERTS. Right over baby.

CAMPBELL. And which berth is baby in?

MRS. ROBERTS (distractedly). Why, that's just what I can't _tell_. It
was bad enough when they were all filled up, but now since the people
have begun to come out of them, and some of them are made into seats I
can't tell.

THE CALIFORNIAN. I'll look for you, ma'am. I should like to wake up all