I'm glad to be out of
that job.
CRILLY
I'm not sorry, Albert.
ALBERT
The mother would expect me to do something queer in my report.
CRILLY
Between you and me, Albert, women aren't acquainted with the
working of affairs, and they expect unusual things to happen. Who
will they make stocktaker, now?
ALBERT
Young Dobbs, likely. I suppose the whole business about the
coal will come out then?
CRILLY
I suppose it will; but say nothing about it now, Albert. Let
the hare sit.
ALBERT
What does the old man think about it now?
CRILLY
He's very close to himself. I think he has forgotten all
about it.
ALBERT
I wouldn't say so.
CRILLY
Who's that in the shop, Albert?
ALBERT
Felix Tournour.
CRILLY _(rising)_ I wonder what they think about Scollard in the
Poor-house. _(He and Albert go into the shop as Muskerry enters from
left)_
_Muskerry is untidily dressed. His boots are unlaced. He walks
across the room and speaks pettishly_.
MUSKERRY
They haven't brought my soup yet. They won't give much of
their time to me. I'm disappointed in Anna Crilly. Well, a certain
share in this shop was to have gone to Anna Crilly. I'll get that
share, and I'll hoard it up myself. I'll hoard it up. And the fifty
pounds of my pension, I'll hoard that up, too.
_Albert comes in from shop_.
MUSKERRY
That's a black fire that's in the grate.
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