Stebbins:
That's the third sneeze.
Collins:
I'm afraid you'll have to go to bed.
Barbara Barry:
But I'm not sick. I feel fine!
Woodward:
Oh, Collins, she's perfectly well. A sneeze is nothing to be alarmed at.
Collins:
Maybe so, But I'm responsible for the child. Come along, dear.
Woodward:
The child sneezes, and you'd think the world has come to an end. Why can't they leave her alone? She's a perfectly normal, healthy child. The way they carried on here, you'd think she was made of glass! Something ought to be done.
Collins:
How Mr. Barry can stand that woman is beyond me.
Woodward:
You can't expect a widower and a man as busy as Mr. Barry to notice everything that goes on in the house.
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