And that girl who sits with her back to the chimney and whines?
MRS. JOHN
Well, your mother didn't act no different when you was expected to come into the world.
WALBURGA
Oh, it's all over with me. I'll die if papa comes back.
MRS. JOHN
Well then hurry and get out an' don' fool roun' no more!
[MRS. JOHN accompanies the horrified girl along the passage, lets her out, and then returns.
MRS. JOHN
Thank God, that girl don' know but what the moon is made o' cheese!