Emotions--amazement, jubilation, exultation--burst forth in side her. She
sat up on the bier and reached out. "Dada!"
... Rosie looked toward the row of chairs and half rose in thankfulness,
then realized--the play! But no one seemed to care. The audience was
crying, laughing, clapping, involved in the story unfolding before their
eyes and forgetting the fiction that had earlier absorbed them. All sense of
tragedy had vanished, and nothing would restore it now (Dodd 362).