[Sulkily.] You can't lend it me because you won't. I should just like to know what Basil spends his money on.
Jenny.
He's had a bad year—it's not his fault. And I was so ill after the baby died, we had to pay the doctor nearly fifty pounds.
James.
[With a sneer.] Well, it was a wonderful fine thing you did when you married him, Jenny. And you thought you done precious well for yourself, too.
Jenny.
Jimmie, don't!
James.
I can't stick 'im at any price, and I don't mind who knows it.
Jenny.