TIPPY. I'll go with you. I've a bit of shopping I ought to do.
MARTIN. I'll get your hat. [Goes to bedroom.]
BISHOP. And how is your business progressing, Timothy? Kenneth wrote me about it. Don't be ashamed of it. Don't be ashamed of honest labor, young man.--You are boarding dogs, I believe.
TIPPY. No. I have no place for that. I only wash them.
BISHOP. You wash them and they pay you?
TIPPY. Yes sir. That is, I wash the dogs, and the people pay me.
BISHOP. Ah yes. I understand.
[MARTIN comes out with TIPPY'S hat. Picks up his own.]
TIPPY. Clean dogs for clean people.
MARTIN. Lap dogs for kept women.--People are desperate and destitute.--And Tippy washes dogs for a living!