Eh, but I weren't by
half so certain as I sounded. Words came from my mouth that made
me jump at my own boldness, and when it came to facing you about
the name, I tell you I fair trembled in my shoes. I was carried
away like, or I'd not have dared to cross you, Maggie.
MAGGIE. Don't spoil it, Will. (_Moves to him_.) You're the
man I've made you and I'm proud.
WILLIE. Thy pride is not in same street, lass, with the pride I
have in you. And that reminds me. (_Rises, moves up and gets
his hat_.) I've a job to see to.
MAGGIE. What job?
WILLIE (_coming down_ L.). Oh--about the improvements.
MAGGIE. You'll not do owt without consulting me.
WILLIE. I'll do this, lass. (_Goes to and takes her hand_.)
MAGGIE. What are you doing? You leave my wedding ring alone.
(_Wrenches hand free_.)
WILLIE. You've worn a brass one long enough.
MAGGIE. I'll wear that ring for ever, Will.
WILLIE. I was for getting you a proper one, Maggie.
MAGGIE. I'm not preventing you. I'll wear your gold for show, but
that brass stays where you put it, Will, and if we get too rich
and proud we'll just sit down together quiet and take a long look
at it, so as we'll not forget the truth about ourselves ...
Eh, lad! (_She touches him affectionately_.
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