_Jack (still eating rapidly)._ You _have_ to work?

_Belle_. Of course!

_Jack_. Have you no friends--no people?

_Belle_ (_hesitates_). I'm not supposed to talk to customers.

_Jack_. But I'm asking you questions.

_Belle_ (_gazing nervously Left_). Yes, but I mustn't talk. (_She
clutches chair_.)

_Jack_ (_springs up_). My God, you're done up. Sit down.

_Belle_ (_in terror_). No, no, no! He'll hear you! He'd not keep me
if he thought I was sick.

_Jack_. Damn his soul! Have you no one to take care of you?

_Belle_. I have a sister, sir. But she can't earn enough for two.
Please let me be.

_Jack_. Poor little girl!

_Belle_. I'll be all right. It's near closing time. I'm
tired--that's all.

_Jack_. What time do you come on?