There’s nothing else?

ELIZA:
Nay, lass! How could you bide?
They’ll soon ... But, you’ll not meet them, if you go ...

JUDITH:
Go, where?

ELIZA:
And how should I ken where you’re bound for?
I thought you might be making home.

JUDITH:
Home--home!
I might be making home? And where’s my home--
Ay, and my bairn’s home, if it be not here?

ELIZA:
Here? You’d not stay?

JUDITH:
Why not? Have I no right?

ELIZA:
If you’ll not go for my sake, go for Jim’s.
If you were fond ...

JUDITH:
And, think you, I’d be here,