The Widowing of Mrs. Holroyd: A Drama in Three Acts

by D. H. Lawrence

There's about ten, I should think, an' they say they came in a brake from Nottingham.

[Mrs. Holroyd, trying to replace the lamp-glass over the flame, lets it drop on the floor with a smash.

JACK

There, now—now we 'll have to have a candle.

BLACKMORE (appearing in the scullery doorway with the towel) What's that—the lamp-glass?

JACK

I never knowed Mr. Blackmore was here.

BLACKMORE (to Mrs. Holroyd)

Have you got another?

MRS. HOLROYD