Cater paid him, I didn’t.
Are you sure that Cater didn’t give him ten shillings?
It’s the sort of silly thing Cater would have done!
Scene: As in Act I, Scene 1.
Time. Ten years ago.
’Ow goes it, Bill?
Goes it? ’Ow d’yer think it goes?
I don’t know, Bill. ’Ow is it?
Why, what’s wrong?
Wrong? Nothing ain’t wrong.
What’s up, then?
Nothing ain’t right.
Why, wot’s the worry?
Wot’s the worry? They don’t give you better wages nor a dog, and then they thinks they can talk at yer and talk at yer, and say wot they likes, like.
Why? You been on the carpet, Bill?
Ain’t I! Proper.
Why? Wot about, Bill?
Wot about? I’ll tell yer. Just coz I let a lidy get into a train. That’s wot about. Said I ought to ’av stopped ’er. Thought the train was moving. Thought it was dangerous. Thought I tried to murder ’er, I suppose.
Wot? The other day?
Why? The one that dropped her bag?
Yes. Drops ’er bag. Writes to the company. They writes back she shouldn’t ’av got in. She writes back she should. Then they gets on to me. Any more of it and I’ll. . .