Lord, what a thing you're taking on!
You poor, poor wretches. You're red-nosed robbers, but you're
going to pay for it.
(_He opens door and exits_ R.)
MAGGIE (_coming_ C.). You'd better arrange to get married
quick. Alice and Vickey will have a sweet time with him.
FREDDY. Can they go home at all!
MAGGIE. Why not?
FREDDY. After what he said?
MAGGIE. He'll not remember half of it. He's for the "Moonraker's"
now--if there's time. What is the time?
ALBERT. Time we were going, Maggie--(_going to her_, C.);--
you'll be glad to see the back of us. (_He shows_ MAGGIE
_his watch_.)
WILLIE. No. No. (_Rising_.) I wouldn't dream of asking you
to go.
MAGGIE (_moving up to get hats_). Then I would. It's high
time we turned you out. There are your hats.
(_She gets_ ALBERT'S _and_ FRED'S _hats from
rack_, R.)
Good night.
(ALBERT _and_ FREDDY _go upstairs_. MAGGIE _comes
back_, C.)
Good night, Vickey.
VICKEY (_with a quick kiss_). Good night, Maggie.
(VICKEY _goes upstairs. She and_ FREDDY _go out_.)
MAGGIE. Good night, Alice.
ALICE. Good night, Maggie. (_The same quick kiss_.) And
thank you.
MAGGIE. Oh, that! (_She goes with her to stairs_.) I'll see
you again soon, only don't come round here too much, because Will
and me's going to be busy and you'll maybe find enough to do
yourselves with getting wed.
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