MRS. CRILLY
He has gone down to the Workhouse.
ANNA
What is he going to do, mother?
MRS. CRILLY
He says he will ask the Guardians to provide for him.
ANNA It's not likely they'll do that for a man with a pension of fifty pounds a year.
MRS. CRILLY
I don't know what will happen to us.
ANNA
He'll come back, mother.
MRS. CRILLY He will. But everything will have been made public, and the money will have to be paid.
ANNA (at the window) There he is going down the street, mother.
MRS. CRILLY
Which way?
ANNA Towards the Workhouse. And here's the doctor's daughter coming into the shop again, mother.