_Miller_, rapidly transferring her to Mrs. Crashaw: “Still in the elevator, Mrs. Curwen.” Rising to his feet: “Something must be done. Perhaps we _had_ better unite in a cry. It’s ridiculous, of course. But it’s the only thing we can do. Now, then! Hello!” _Miss Lawton_: “Papa!” _Mrs. Crashaw_: “Agne-e-e-s!” _Mrs. Curwen_, faintly: “Walter!” _The Elevator Boy_: “Say!” _Miller_: “Oh, that won’t do. All join in ‘Hello!’” _All_: “Hello!” _Miller_: “Once more!” _All_: “Hello!” _Miller_: “_Once_ more!” _All_: “Hello!” _Miller_: “Now wait a while.” After an interval: “No, nobody coming.” He takes out his watch. “We must repeat this cry at intervals of a half-minute. Now, then!” They all join in the cry, repeating it as _Mr. Miller_ makes the signal with his lifted hand. _Miss Lawton_: “Oh, it’s no use!” _Mrs. Crashaw_: “They don’t hear.” _Mrs. Curwen_: “They _won’t_ hear.” _Miller_: “Now, then, three times!” _All_: “Hello! hello! hello!” III. _Roberts_ appears at the outer door of his apartment on the fifth floor. It opens upon a spacious landing, to which a wide staircase ascends at one side. At the other is seen the grated door to the shaft of the elevator. He peers about on all sides, and listens for a moment before he speaks. _Roberts_: “Hello yourself.” _Miller_, invisibly from the shaft: “Is that you, Roberts?” _Roberts_: “Yes; where in the world are you?” _Miller_: “In the elevator.” _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.” _Roberts_: “I’ll see what can be done.” _Miller_: “Well, see quick, please. We have plenty of time, but we don’t want to lose any. Don’t alarm Mrs. Miller, if you can help it.” _Roberts_: “No, no.” _Mrs. Curwen_: “You _may_ alarm Mr. Curwen.” _Roberts_: “What! Are _you_ there?” _Mrs. Curwen_: “Here? I’ve been here all my life!” _Roberts_: “Ha! ha! ha! That’s right. We’ll soon have you out. Keep up your spirits.” _Mrs. Curwen_: “But I’m _not_ keeping them up.” _Miss Lawton_: “Tell papa I’m here too.” _Roberts_: “What! You too, Miss Lawton?” _Mrs. Crashaw_: “Yes, and young Mr. Bemis. Didn’t I _tell_ you we were all here?” _Roberts_: “I couldn’t realize it. Well, wait a moment.” _Mrs. Curwen_: “Oh, you can trust us to wait.”