TUBBY. Cost? They'd be dear at any price. Look here, Mr. Heeler, take yourself. When you go to buy a pair of boots do you like to be tried on by a man or a nice soft young woman?
JIM. Well—
TUBBY. There you are. Stands to reason. It's human nature.
JIM. But there are two sides to that, Tubby. Look at the other.
TUBBY. Ladies?
JIM. Yes.
TUBBY. Ladies that are ladies wants trying on by their own sex, and them that aren't buys clogs. It's the good-class trade that pays, and Hobson's have lost it.
(Enter HOBSON up R., unshaven, without collar. He comes down stage between them.)
JIM (with cheerful sympathy). Well, Henry!
HOBSON (with acute melancholy and self-pity). Oh, Jim! Oh, Jim! Oh, Jim!