Where is ’e?
STRANGER
(To Mr Perkins.) His favourite glass marble. He pretended to throw it. It slipped from his hand and, I am sorry to say, went through your window. I apologise and shall be glad to pay. Please give me the—marble at once. Where is it? I’ve no time to lose.
MRS PERKINS
Where’s the boy?
STRANGER
He’s just round the corner.
MRS PERKINS
D’ y’ expect us to believe that tale?
STRANGER