GRANDMOTHER
There's no knowin' but what they'll be carryin' him to die i' th' hospital.
MRS. HOLROYD
Oh, don't say so, mother—it won't be so bad, you'll see.
GRANDMOTHER
How much money have you, Lizzie, comin'?
MRS. HOLROYD
I don't know—not much over a hundred pounds.
GRANDMOTHER (shaking her head)