MILLER: "Keep quiet! Great heavens! we're afraid to stir a finger.
Now don't say 'keep quiet' any more, for we can't stand it."

LAWTON: "He's in open rebellion. What are you going to do,
Roberts?"

ROBERTS, rising and scratching his head: "Well, I don't know yet.
We might break a hole in the roof."

LAWTON: "Ah, I don't think that would do. Besides you'd have to get
a carpenter."

ROBERTS: "That's true. And it would make a racket, and alarm the
house"--staring desperately at the grated doorway of the shaft. "If
I could only find an elevator man--an elevator builder! But of
course they all live in the suburbs, and they're keeping Christmas,
and it would take too long, anyway."

BEMIS: "Hadn't you better send for the police? It seems to me it's
a case for the authorities."

LAWTON: "Ah, there speaks the Europeanized mind! They always leave
the initiative to the authorities. Go out and sound the fire-alarm,
Roberts. It's a case for the Fire Department."

ROBERTS: "Oh, it's all very well to joke, Dr. Lawton. Why don't you
prescribe something?"

LAWTON: "Surgical treatment seems to be indicated, and I'm merely a