accounts. A ring out of stock!

MAGGIE. They're always out of some one's stock.

VICKEY. Well, I'd think shame to myself to be married with a ring
like that.

MAGGIE. When folks can't afford the best they have to do without.

VICKEY. I'll take good care I never go without.

MAGGIE. Semi-detached for you, I suppose, and a houseful of new
furniture.

ALICE. Haven't you furnished?

MAGGIE. Partly what. We've made a start at the Flat Iron Market.
(_Sits_ L. _of_ WILLIE.)

ALICE. I'd stay single sooner than have other people's cast-off
sticks in my house. Where's your pride gone to, Maggie?

MAGGIE. I'm not getting wed myself to help the furnishing trade
along. I suppose you'd turn your nose up at second-hand stuff,
too, Vickey?

VICKEY. I'd start properly or not at all. (_Goes to desk_,
L.)

MAGGIE. Then you'll neither of you have any objections to my