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Hobson's Choice by Harold Brighouse
page 82 of 149 (55%)
ALICE. Who's that?

MAGGIE. Some one who can't read, I reckon. You hung that card on
door, Will?

WILLIE. Aye, it's there. And you wrote it, Maggie.

MAGGIE. I knew better than to trust to you. "Business suspended
for the day" it says, and they that can't read it can go on
knocking.

HOBSON (_off_ R. _upstairs, after another knock_). Are you
in, Maggie?

VICKEY (_terrified_). It's father!

(_General consternation_.)

ALBERT. Oh, Lord!

MAGGIE. What's the matter? Are you afraid of him?

FREDDY. Well, I think, all things considered, and seeing--

MAGGIE. All right. We'll consider 'em. You can go into the
bedroom, the lot of you.... No, not you, Willie. The rest. I'll
shout when I want you.

ALICE. When he's gone.

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