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MRS. HOLROYD
[ACT II
- on his cheek. Mrs. Holroyd is in an old-fashioned dressing-gown. Blackmore has an overcoat buttoned up to his chin. There ts a very large lump of coal on the red fire.
Mrs. Holroyd
- Don’t stay any longer.
Blackmore
- I ’ll see it ’s all right.
Mrs. Holroyd
- I shall be all right. He ’ll go to sleep now.
Blackmore
- But he can’t go like that.
Mrs. Holroyd
- What has he done to his face?
Blackmore
- He had a row with Jim Goodwin.
Mrs. Holroyd
- What about?
Blackmore
- I don’t know.
Mrs. Holroyd
- The beast!
Blackmore
- By Jove, and is n’t he a weight! He ’s getting fat, must be—
Mrs. Holroyd
- He ’s big made—he has a big frame.
Blackmore
- Whatever he is, it took me all my time to get him home. I thought I ’d better keep an eye on him. I knew you ’d be worrying. So I sat in the smoke-
