MARTHA. He's not broke anything, but you know your brother sacked him, and my father says he'll be revenged and——
ZACK. That's a nasty spirit, Martha.
MARTHA. And a nasty thing that Mr. Paul did, and all.
ZACK. I'm not denying that.
MARTHA. And I'd not mind whatever father did to Mr. Paul——
ZACK. Oh, Martha!
MARTHA. I wouldn't. Not for sacking him because he hurt himself. But father's doing it to you and I've to help him to do it, and—oh dear! (Her handkerchief comes out.)
ZACK. Don't cry. No, don't do it, Martha, because if you do, I'll have to console you, and you know what mother said to me the other day. (He is itching to "console," but restrains himself visibly.)
MARTHA. But it's———-
ZACK. Paul's coming back. Quick, Martha.