Claude.
I’m very sorry. I can’t do anything for you. You’ve had your chance and you’ve refused to take it.
[Gann turns his cap round nervously. His face is distorted with agony. He opens his mouth to speak, but no words come, only an inarticulate groan. He turns on his heel.
Claude.
In consideration of your long service I’ll give you fifty pounds so that you can tide over the next few months.
Gann.
[Violently.] You can keep your dirty money.
[He goes out. Grace goes up to Claude desperately.
Grace.