Could I see Mrs. Cater?
LIZA
See Mrs. Cater? No, of course you couldn't.
[She prepares to shut the door.]
JOHN
Miss! Miss! Don't go, miss. Don't shut me out. If you knew what I'd suffered, if you knew what I'd suffered. Don't!
LIZA [coming forward again]
Suffered? Why? Ain't you got enough to eat?
JOHN
No, I've had nothing all day.