EDWARD. You, you little vagabond! What have you done with Edith? Where is your gypsy camp?
LISA. She is not there; I have been to the gypsies. They say mother is carried to jail, and Edith to the House of Correction.
EDWARD. Edith in the House of Correction! My sister! That shall never be.
Exit.
LISA. O, stop, stop! Pray show me the way to the jail; don't leave me alone here! There, he has gone. Edith would not have done so. What shall I do? I am so tired I cannot drag one foot after another. I must lie down and die here, all alone in the dark night. And mother is in the jail without me. How wretched she will be! O mother, mother!
SCENE 5. House of Correction. EDITH, CATHARINE HALL, SARAH MUNN, and other Women.
SARAH. What young thing is that they have just brought in? She looks as if she thought we were wild tigers from a caravan.
CATHARINE. She's a proud little minx; see how she holds up her head, and looks about, with her old brown rags on. For all she has such fine ways, I'll warrant you she is no better than the rest of us. I'll have a talk with her.
SARAH. Let her alone. Don't go; she's better than we, and shall be left so.
CATHARINE. Hands off. Do you think I'm going to be cheated of my sport? You had better turn minister. You look as grand as a judge. We'll teach her what kind of company she has fallen into. Come along; you haven't had any too much amusement to-day.