Can't you see what I mean?
ALICE. He might leave them his money!
VICKEY. That would be most unfair to us.
ALICE. Father must make his will at once. Albert shall draw it
up. (_Goes_ R.)
VICKEY. That's it, Alice. And don't let's leave Maggie too long
with Will. She's only telling him what to say, and then she'll
pretend he thought of it himself. (_She opens door left_.)
Why, Will, what are you doing up the ladder?
WILLIE (_off_ L). I'm looking over the stock.
VICKEY (_indignantly_). It's father's stock, not yours.
WILLIE. That's so. But if I'm to come into a thing I like to know
what I'm coming into.
ALICE. That's never Willie Mossop.
VICKEY (_still by door_). Are you coming into this?
(WILL _enters_ L. MAGGIE _follows him. He is not
aggressive, but he is prosperous and has self-confidence.
Against_ ALICE _and_ VICKEY _he is consciously on his
mettle_.)
WILLIE. That's the proposal, isn't it?
VICKEY (C.). I didn't know it was.
WILLIE. Now, then, Maggie, go and bring your father down and be
sharp. I'm busy at my shop, so what they are at his.
(MAGGIE _takes_ WILL'S _hat off and puts it on settee,
then exits up_ R.)
It's been a good business in its day, too, has Hobson's.
ALICE. What on earth do you mean? It's a good business still.
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