ALICE. And the shop?
MAGGIE. Tubby can see to the shop. And that reminds me. You can sell me something. There are some rings in that drawer there, Vickey.
VICKEY. Brass rings?
MAGGIE. Yes. I want one. That's the size. (She holds up her wedding-ring finger and moves to the counter.)
VICKEY. That! But you're not taking it for—
(VICKEY puts box of rings on counter.)
MAGGIE. Yes, I am. Will and me aren't throwing money round, but we can pay our way. There's fourpence for the ring. Gather it up, Vickey. (Putting down money and trying on rings.)
ALICE. Wedded with a brass ring!
MAGGIE. This one will do. It's a nice fit. Alice, you haven't entered that sale in your book. No wonder you're worried with the accounts if that's the way you see to them. (She comes down L. C. and puts ring in her bag.)
ALICE. I'm a bit too much astonished at you to think about accounts. A ring out of stock!