William Mossop, Master
Bootmaker! That's the man you're privileged to call by his
Christian name. Aye, and I'll do more for you than let you call
him in his name. Yon can both of you kiss him for your brother-
in-law to be.
WILLIE (_rising_). Nay, Maggie, I'm no great hand at kissing.
(VICKEY _and_ ALICE _are much annoyed_.)
MAGGIE (_dryly_). I've noticed that. A bit of practice will
do you no harm. Come along, Vickey.
ALICE (_interposing_). But, Maggie ... a shop of your own--
MAGGIE (_grimly_). I'm waiting, Vickey.
WILLIE. I don't see that you ought to drive her to it, Maggie.
MAGGIE. You hold your hush. (_Crosses_ R. _to_ VICKEY.)
ALICE. But however did you manage it? Where did the capital come
from?
MAGGIE. It came. Will, stand still. She's making up her mind to
it.
WILLIE. I'd just as lief not put her to the trouble.
MAGGIE. You'll take your proper place in this family, my lad,
trouble or no trouble.
VICKEY. I don't see why you should always get your way.
MAGGIE. It's just a habit. Come along now, Vickey, I've a lot to
do to-day and you're holding everything back.
VICKEY. It's under protest.
MAGGIE. Protest, but kiss.
(VICKEY _goes to and kisses_ WILL, _who finds he rather
likes it.
Pages:
30
31
32
33
34
35
36
37
38
39
40
41
42
43
44
45
46
47
48
49
50
51
52
53
54