MAGGIE (coming down). Now, then, which of us is it to be?
VICKEY. It's no use looking at me like that, Maggie. I've told you I'm expecting.
MAGGIE. I don't see that that rules you out. It might happen to any of us.
ALICE. Maggie!
MAGGIE. What's the matter? Children do happen to married women, and we're all married.
ALICE. Well, I'm not going to break my home up and that's flat.
VICKEY. My child comes first with me.
MAGGIE. I see. You've got a house of furniture, and you've got a child coming, so father can drink himself to death for you.
ALICE. That's not fair speaking. I'd come if there were no one else. You know very well it's your duty, Maggie.
VICKEY. Duty? I should think it 'ud be a pleasure to live here after a year of two cellars.