GRANDMOTHER
Eh, if he's gone off and left you, whativer shall we do! Whativer 'ave you been doing?
MRS. HOLROYD
He brought a couple of bright daisies here last night—two of those trollops from Nottingham—and I said I'd not have it.
GRANDMOTHER (sighing deeply)
Ay, you've never been able to agree.
MRS. HOLROYD
We agreed well enough except when he drank like a fish and came home rolling.
GRANDMOTHER (whining)
Well, what can you expect of a man as 'as been shut up i' th' pit all day? He must have a bit of relaxation.