Mrs. Perkins. Air! Give me air!

Perkins (grabbing pump from Barlow's arm). Don't stand there likean idiot! Act! She wants air!

[Places pump on floor and begins to pump air at her.

Barlow. Who's the idiot now? Wheel her over to the window. She'snot a bicycle.

They do so. Mrs. Perkins revives.

Perkins. What is the matter?