I suppose he thinks he's paying me out. This is the third time this week he's slunk past the door and gone down to Old Brinsley instead of coming in to his dinner. He'll be as drunk as a lord when he does come.
[The children look at her plaintively.
MINNIE
Isn't he a nuisance?
JACK
I hate him. I wish he'd drop down th' pit-shaft.
MRS. HOLROYD
Jack!—I never heard such a thing in my life! You mustn't say such things—it's wicked.
JACK