Does anyone have change? Can someone loan me twenty dollars for the taxi? I have only credit cards, and he won't take them. Oh, thank you Roger. You're a dear.
I would have gotten here sooner, but you wouldn't believe how it's been at the office. I have so many responsibilities, and there were so many people out sick when you called, Aunt Frances. You all know how it is. I know I should have come sooner, but I just couldn't get away. Too many people depend on me.
Well, yes, I know, Jordan. I ought to have come to check on Mother oftener, but there just never seemed to be the time. And of course you were all here. I never doubted she was in good hands. Great doctors and dozens of relatives nearby, and me in the city, so far away.
I loved her. You all know that. I sent presents for Christmas, her birthday, on Mother's Day. We talked, sometimes, by phone. I know I should have called more often, I suppose; but she seemed content the way things are between us.
But this is silly. I want to go up and see her now. I want to talk with her, and tell her how I missed her. Or is she conscious? She must have taken another turn for the worse; when I talked with you yesterday, Anna, you said she was in serious condition, but holding her own. She wasn't in the hospital, and still isn't, if she is here.
Let me through, all of you. Stand aside, please. Let me go up and see Mother. There is so much I want to tell her. Get out of my way!
Don't you dare say that. Stop whispering and muttering behind my back. What are you doing? What are you saying? An hour late? An hour late for what?
No! Get away from me. You shan't hold me back. I don't want any of that damned brandy. Just leave me alone. Let me go upstairs. I just want to see my mother, and tell her how much I love her, and how that I am going to stay with her until I have found a way to make her all better--!