MAGGIE. [to TENNANT.] Are you going to emigrate?
TENNANT. Yes; I’m going to Australia to try my luck.
CHAR. Isn’t he an idiot?
MAGGIE. Do you think so?
CHAR. Throwing up a nice snug little place at Molesey’s and rushing himself on to the already overstocked labour market of the Colonies.
MAGGIE. You are really going on your luck?
TENNANT. Yes.
MAGGIE. How fine!
LILY. Maggie! Think of the risk!
MAGGIE. He’s a man. It doesn’t matter.