GEORGE. I want a better.
BRAITHEWAITE [putting his daughter aside]. Indeed! Pray what?
GEORGE [nonchalantly]. Superintendent or something. I leave it to you. You know more about what jobs there are than I do.
BRAITHEWAITE [controlling his anger]. And on what basis do you ask for a better job?
GEORGE. Naomi always said my chance would come and I could take it, if I had nerve and my eyes open. I think now's the time.
BRAITHEWAITE. Why?
GEORGE. Oh, this story about your daughter wouldn't look nice.
UNA. Oh!
BRAITHEWAITE. You forget the power your father-in-law and I have in the press.
GEORGE. No, I don't. But I remember that you can't keep me from spreading the news among your men. And I don't think——