What d'you think he said? But if you're bound to know—'tain't no use talkin' o' such things Sunday mornin'—he axed me after Bruno again.
MRS. JOHN
[Pale and speaking hastily.] What do they say Bruno has done again?
JOHN
Nothin'. Here, come'n drink a little coffee, Jette, an' don' get excited! It ain't your fault that you got a brother like that. We don't has to concern ourselves about other people.
MRS. JOHN
I'd like to know what an old fool like that what spies aroun' all day long has always gotta be talkin' about Bruno.
JOHN
Jette, don' bother me about Bruno—You see …aw, what's the use … might as well keep still!… But if I was goin' to tell you the truth, I'd say that it wouldn't surprise me if some day Bruno'd come to a pretty bad end right out in the yard o' the gaol, too—a quick end. [MRS. JOHN sits down heavily beside the table. She grows grey in the face and breathes with difficulty.] Maybe not! Maybe not! Don't take it to heart so right off!—How's the sister?