MRS. JONES. Your Worship, it's the children that's preying on his
mind, because of course I 've lost my work. And I've had to find
another room owing to the scandal.

MAGISTRATE. Yes, yes, I know--but if he had n't acted like this
nobody would have suffered.

JONES. [Glaring round at JACK.] I 've done no worse than wot 'e
'as. Wot I want to know is wot 's goin' to be done to 'im.

[The BALD CONSTABLE again says "HSSh"]

ROPER. Mr. BARTHWICK wishes it known, your Worship, that
considering the poverty of the prisoners, he does not press the
charge as to the box. Perhaps your Worship would deal with the case
as one of disorder.

JONES. I don't want it smothered up, I want it all dealt with fair
--I want my rights----

MAGISTRATE. [Rapping his desk.] Now you have said all you have to
say, and you will be quiet.

[There is a silence; the MAGISTRATE bends over and parleys with
his CLERK.]

Yes, I think I may discharge the woman. [In a kindly voice he
addresses MRS. JONES, who stands unmoving with her hands crossed on
the rail.] It is very unfortunate for you that this man has behaved