A dog would be better.
HOLROYD
Oh! Oh! Then we'll see. We'll see who's the dog and who isna. We're goin' to see. (He bangs the table)
MRS. HOLROYD
Stop thumping that table! You've wakened those children once, you and your trollops.
HOLROYD
I shall do what the deuce I like!
MRS. HOLROYD
No more, you won't, no more. I've stood this long enough. Now I'm going. As for you—you've got a red face where she slapped you. Now go to her.
HOLROYD