MRS. HOLROYD
Yes—it's stopped at the gate. It's the doctor's.
GRANDMOTHER (coming to the door)
What, Lizzie?
MRS. HOLROYD
The doctor's motor. (She listens acutely) Dare you stop here, mother, while I run up to the top an' see?
GRANDMOTHER
You'd better not go, Lizzie, you'd better not. A woman's best away.
MRS. HOLROYD
It is unbearable to wait.