Linton.—Oh, Mrs. Benn, don't send me away from you, and Joe, and Gladys! I ask nothing but to sleep here where I am on the floor, under the same roof with you. Let Gladys have her bed undisturbed. As I've said often before, when I am in a position to repay all your kindness I will repay it a hundred-fold. And that time will come soon, I'm sure.
Benn.—Once the Spring properly opens up, 'e'll 'ave a chance. (Looks down at Linton hopefully.)
Linton.—Why only on Tuesday last, a man from whom I was asking employment, said to me—"Don't you worry, sir"—
Benn.—Called 'im "sir", you'll notice, Lizzie.
Linton (still on the flat of his back).—He said—"Don't you worry, sir, a man of your fine presence, a man of your commanding figure"—
