MRS GILBEY. Oh no. I'm at home on first Thursdays. And we have the
Knoxes to dinner every Friday. Margaret Knox and Bobby are as good as
engaged. Mr Knox is my husband's partner. Mrs Knox is very
religious; but shes quite cheerful. We dine with them on Tuesdays.
So thats two evenings pleasure every week.

GILBEY. [almost in tears] We done what we could for the boy.
Short of letting him go into temptations of all sorts, he can do what
he likes. What more does he want?

DORA. Well, old dear, he wants me; and thats about the long and short
of it. And I must say youre not very nice to me about it. Ive talked
to him like a mother, and tried my best to keep him straight; but I
dont deny I like a bit of fun myself; and we both get a bit giddy when
we're lighthearted. Him and me is a pair, I'm afraid.

GILBEY. Dont talk foolishness, girl. How could you and he be a pair,
you being what you are, and he brought up as he has been, with the
example of a religious woman like Mrs Knox before his eyes? I cant
understand how he could bring himself to be seen in the street with
you. [Pitying himself] I havnt deserved this. Ive done my duty as
a father. Ive kept him sheltered. [Angry with her] Creatures like
you that take advantage of a child's innocence ought to be whipped
through the streets.

DORA. Well, whatever I may be, I'm too much the lady to lose my
temper; and I dont think Bobby would like me to tell you what I think
of you; for when I start giving people a bit of my mind I sometimes
use language thats beneath me. But I tell you once for all I must
have the money to get Bobby out; and if you wont fork out, I'll hunt