Aunt. Go away!
Tupper. All right, no offence, (gets match from mantelpiece) The doctor could make lots of money if he'd only try, but 'e don't. 'E just lies on that couch all day reading books with 'orrible pictures of people 'aving their arms and legs chopped orf, and such like. (coming round) This is the wust—ain't it blood-curdling? But the lady don't seem to mind—she looks quite calm and peaceful-like, don't she? (shows Aunt the book)
Aunt. Take it away, you dreadful boy!
Tupper. All right—keep your 'air on. (goes up stage) 'E's wonderful clever; you should see 'im with these 'ere knives, golly! ain't they sharp! (trying one) 'E'd slice yer up as soon as look at yer, and yet no patients don't come. Why's that? Do you think 'e's too expensive—it's a pound a time.
(Bell rings.)
I say, the proper way is to leave it in a h'envelope on this 'ere table. Don't forget, 'cos there 'ere clothes ain't paid for yet, and if they ain't to-day, they're a-comin' orf.
Aunt. You rude boy! Go! (sits in grandfather's chair)
Tupper. (aside) Well, it ain't my fault if 'e don't get on! I says all I can!
(Exit Tupper R. I. E. above table.)
(Enter Ruby and Pearl. shown in by Aurora—they don't see Aunt.)