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Must? Why?
I don’t know.
Wot do you want?
Who lives here?
Mr. and Mrs. Cater; firm of Briggs, Cater, and Johnstone. What do you want?
Could I see Mr. Cater?
He’s out. Dining at the Mansion House.
John
Oh.
He is.
Could I see Mrs. Cater?
See Mrs. Cater? No, of course you couldn’t.
[She prepares to shut the door.]
Miss! Miss! Don’t go, miss. Don’t shut me out. If you knew what I’d suffered, if you knew what I’d suffered. Don’t!
Liza [coming forward again]
Suffered? Why? Ain’t you got enough to eat?
No, I’ve had nothing all day.
’Aven’t you really now?
No. And I get little enough at any time.
Liza [kindly]
You ought to work.
I . . . I can’t. I can’t bring
myself . . .
I’ve seen better times.
Still, you could work.
I—I can’t grub for halfpennies when I’ve —when I’ve . . .
When you’ve what?
Lost millions.
Millions?
I’ve lost everything.
’Ow did you lose it?
Through being blind. But never mind, never mind. It’s all gone now, and I’m hungry.
’Ow long ’ave you been down on your luck?
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