WILLIE. I said such things to him, and they sounded as if I meant them, too.
MAGGIE. Didn't you?
WILLIE. Did I? Yes ... I suppose I did. That's just the worst ... from me to him. You told me to be strong and use the power that's come to me through you, but he's the old master, and—
MAGGIE. And you're the new.
WILLIE. Master of Hobson's! It's an outrageous big idea. Did I sound confident, Maggie?
MAGGIE. You did all right.
WILLIE (sits R. of table). Eh, but I weren't by half so certain as I sounded. Words came from my mouth that made me jump at my own boldness, and when it came to facing you about the name, I tell you I fair trembled in my shoes. I was carried away like, or I'd not have dared to cross you, Maggie.
MAGGIE. Don't spoil it, Will. (Moves to him.) You're the man I've made you and I'm proud.
WILLIE. Thy pride is not in same street, lass, with the pride I have in you. And that reminds me. (Rises, moves up and gets his hat.) I've a job to see to.
MAGGIE. What job?