FIRST BEARER

You look at 'is 'ands, you'll see then. 'E'd non ha'e room to swing the pick.

[The Manager goes on his knees.

MRS. HOLROYD (shuddering)

Oh, don't!

MANAGER

Ay, th' nails is broken a bit—

MRS. HOLROYD (clenching her fists)

Don't!

MANAGER